All Along The Watchtower Songtext / Lyric

There must be some way out of here

Said the Joker to the Thief

There's just too much confusion

I can't get no relief

Businessmen, they drink my wine

Plowmen dig my earth

None of them along the line

Nobody near its worth

No reason to get excited

The Thief he kindly spoke

There are many here among us

who think that life is just a joke

You and I, we've been through that

This is not our fate

Let us not talk falsely now

The hour is getting late

All along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the Ladies came and went

Bare-foot servants, too

Outside in the cold distant

A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

and the wind began to howl

Yeah, there must be some way out of here

Said the Joker to the Thief

There's just too much confusion

I can't get no relief

Businessmen, they drink my wine

Plowmen dig my earth

None of them along the line

Nobody near its worth

Yeah