Am G F
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Am G F
There must be some kind of way out of here
Am G F
Said the joker to the thief
Am G F
There’s too much confusion
Am G F
I can’t get no relief
Am G F
Business men they drink my wine
Am G F
Plowmen dig my earth
Am G F
No one would ever compromise
Am G F
No one of this world
Am G F
No reason to get excited
Am G F
The thief he kindly spoke
Am G F
There are many here among us
Am G F
Who feel that life is but a joke
Am G F
But you and I we’ve been through that
Am G F
And this is not our place
Am G F
So let us stop talking falsely now
Am G F
The hour’s getting late
Am G F
All along the watchtower
Am G F
Princes kept the view
Am G F
While all the women came and went
Am G F
Barefoot servants too
Am G F
Outside in the cold distance
Am G F
A wildcat did growl
Am G F
Two riders were approaching
Am G F
And the wind began to howl
Am G F
All along the watchtower
Am G F
All along the watchtower
Am G F
All along the watchtower
