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Written by Bob Dylan. This is 'The Boss's' version. Am G F G Am There must be some kind of way out of here Am G F G Am Said the joker to the thief Am G F G Am There's too much confusion Am G F G Am I can't get no relief Am G F G Am Business men they drink my wine Am G F G Am Plow men dig my earth Am G F G Am None of them along the line Am G F G Am Know what any of it is worth Am G F G Am No reason to get excited Am G F G Am The thief he kindly spoke Am G F G Am There are many here among us Am G F G Am Who feel that life is but a joke Am G F G Am But you and I we've been through that Am G F G Am And this is not our fate Am G F G Am So let us stop talking falsely now Am G F G Am The hour's getting late Am G F G Am All along the watchtower Am G F G Am Princess kept the view Am G F G Am While all the women came and went Am G F G Am Barefoot servants too Am G F G Am Outside in the cold distance Am G F G Am A wildcat did growl Am G F G Am Two riders were approaching Am G F G Am And the wind began to howl Am G F G Am All along the watchtower Am G F G Am All along the watchtower Am G F G Am All along the watchtower