There must be some kind of
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
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody offered his word
Hey hey
No reason to get excited uh
Huh
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many here
among us
Who feel that life is
but a joke
But a
But you and I we've
been through that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late
Hey
Hey
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women
came and went
Barefoot servants too
Uh
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
Hey
Oh yeah
All along the watchtower
They say it's comin'
Get away
Get outta way I'm here
Yeah yeah yeah
All day