All Along The Watchtower

"There must be a way that is out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief
"There's far too much confusion
And I can't get no relief
Business men, they drink my wine
Plowmen, they dig my earth
And none of them along the line
Know what any of this is really worth."

"There's no reason to get excited,"
The thief, he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us now
Who think that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through 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 and went
Barefoot servants too
And outside in the distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl