Testo di All Along The Watchtower

There must be some kind way out of here Said the joker to the thief There's too much confusion now, I can't get no relief 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 wildcat did growl Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl