There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the theif
There´s too much confusion
I can´t get no relief
Business men they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
No one will ever own a mine
Nobody of it is worth
No reason to get exited
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 that
And this is not our fate
So let us talk falsely now
The hour´s getting late
Hey
All along the watchtower
The princess kept the view
While all the women came
And there foot servants too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were aproaching
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware gotta beware I will
yeah, Oh baby
All along the watchtower
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