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All Along
The Watch Tower
there
must be some way out of here
said
the joker to the thief
there's too much confusion
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
None of them along the line
know what any of it is worth
no reason to get excited
the
thief, he kindly spoke
there are many here among us
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
So let us not talk falsely now
the hour is getting late
All
along the watchtower
princes
kept the view
While all the women came and went
While all the women came and went
barefoot
servants, too
Outside in the distance
a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
Two riders were approaching
the wind began to howl
# Bob Dylan #