All Along The Watchtower

Original Lyrics Written By Bob Dylan



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



Business men they

Drink my wine

There plowmen dig my earth

None of them along the line

Know what any of it's worth



No reason to get excited

The theif he kindly spoke

There are many among us

Who feel that life is but a joke



But you and I we've been through all that, yes we have

And this is not our fate

So let us not talk falsely now

The hour is getting late



And All Along the Watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women all the women all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too

Outside in the cold distance

A wild cat did growl, la la la

Two riders, two riders approaching

The wind began to howl



The theif he take

My money take

The thief he take

My money take



Am I insane

Auf wiedersehen

Am I insane

The thief is safe



No reason to get excited