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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