Am G There must be some kind of way out of here F G Said the joker to the thief Am G Thereʼs too much confusion F G I canʼt get no relief Am G Buisness men they drink my wine F G Plowmen dig my earth Am G None would ever compromise F G Nobody of this world Am G No reason to get excited F G The thief he kindly spoke Am G There are many here among us F G Who feel that life is but a joke Am G But you and I weʼve been through that F G And this is not our place Am G So let us stop talking falsely now F G The hourʼs getting late Am G All along the watchtower F G Princess kept the view Am G While all the women came and went F G Barefoot servants too Am G Outside in the cold distance F G А wildcat did growl Am G Two riders were approaching F G And the wind began to howl Am G F G All along the watchtower Am G F G All along the watchtower Am G F G All along the watchtower
