All Along The Watchtower Lyrics - Freedom: Atlanta Pop Festival - Jimi Hendrix

"There must be some kind of way out of here," 

Said the joker to the thief 

"There's too much confusion 

I can't get no relief. 

Businessmen, they drink my wine 

Plowmen dig my earth 

None of them along the line 

Know what any of it is worth." 

"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 and I, we've been through that 

And this is not our fate 

So let us not talk falsely now 

The hour's getting late." 

All along the watchtower 

Princes kept the view 

While all the women came and went 

Barefoot servants too 

Outside in the cold distance 

A wild cat did growl 

Two riders were approaching 

And the wind began to howl 

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