| Am | G | F | G | Am | |
| ( | play it forever) |
| There must be some kind of way out of here |
| Said the joker to the thief |
| There's too much confusion |
| I can't get no relief |
| Business men they drink my wine |
| Plowmen 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 stop talking falsely now |
| The hour's getting late |
| All along the watchtower |
| Prince's kept the view |
| While all the women came and went |
| Barefoot servants too |
| Outside in the cold distance |
| A wildcat did growl |
| Two riders were approaching |
| And the wind began to howl |
| All along the watchtower |
| All along the watchtower |
| All along the watchtower |
| From: larpe@oden.nts.mh.se (Petter Larsson) |
| ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER - Bob Dylan |
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| ('John Wesley Harding' album) |
| Bm/A | G | A | Bm | |
| There must be | some way out o | f here, |
| Bm/A | G | A | Bm | |
| said the joker | to the thief, |
| etc etc |
Re:
None would ever compromise
Nobody of this world
Correction:
none of them along the line
know what any of it is worth