Lyrics:
“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 up in his word”
Hey
“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 uh
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, well uh
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl
Hey
All along the watchtower
Beware, beware here
Yeah, baby
Oh, baby
All along the watchtower
Notes:
Originally by Bob Dylan, covered by Jimi Hendrix