All Along the Watchtower - Live at Whittemore Center Arena, Durham, NH, 02.19.96

"There must be some way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
And the plowmen, they dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it's worth"

"No reason to get excited"
The thief he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through all that, yes we have
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late..."

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women, all the women, all the women came and they went
Barefoot servants too
Outside in the cold distance a
Wild cat did growl, la, la, la
Two riders, two riders approaching
The wind began to howl
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Oh, and when it was time
Princes crumbled, yeah
Round again, round again and be real
Lovers, sinners too
Bloodshot in the coldest town, yeah
Where you get the brawl

The one'd end you

Am I insane?
The thief is safe
Am I insane?
The thief is safe
No reason to get excited

Thank you very much
Thank you all



Credits
Writer(s): Bob Dylan
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