paroles de chanson All Along The Watchtower - Haviitz

There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion here
I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen, dig my earth
No one would level on the line
Nobody of his worth

Hey, yeah
Yeah, yeah

No reason to get excited
The thief, he kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
You and I, we've been through that
And this is not our fate
Let's not talk in falsehood now
'Cause the hour's getting late

Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh

All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the women came and went
Their fools servants, too

Now I sat in the cold distance
While cats did growl
Two riders were approaching, baby
And the wind began to howl

Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh
Yeah, ooh