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Bob Dylan – All Along the Watchtower

[Verse 1]
“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
Plowmen dig my earth

None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth”

[Verse 2]
“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 that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late”

[Verse 3]
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too

Outside, in the distance
A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl

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