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