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All along the Watchtower Bob Dylan
[Am]There must be some [G]way o[F]ut of here [G]
[Am]Said the J[G]oker to the Th[F]ief [G]
[Am]There's too much c[G]onfus[F]ion[G], I[Am] can't g[G]et no rel[F]ief [G]
Bu[Am]sinessmen t[G]hey dr[F]ink my wine,[G] pl[Am]oughmen di[G]g my ea[F]rth [G]
No[Am]ne of them alo[G]ng the [F]line[G], k[Am]now what an[G]y of it is w[F]orth
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 & I we've beent thru that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late
All along the Watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came & went, barefoot servants too
Outside in the distance, a wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
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