All Along The Watchtower (Album Version) lyrics by Bob Dylan

Artist: Bob Dylan
Title: All Along The Watchtower
Written by Bob Dylan
First appears in the 1967 album [John Wesley Harding]
This is the album version.
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There must be some way out of here,
said the joker to the thief,
There's too much confusion,
I can get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine,
plow men dig my earth,
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
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


All along the watchtower,
princes kept the view
While all the women came and went,
barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance
a wild cat did growl,
Two riders were approaching,
the wind began to howl