Bob Dylan & The Band
all along the watchtower live
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There must be some 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 is getting late
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl
- Album:
- The Basement Tapes
- Planet Waves
- Miscellaneous
- Live Sound
- The Bootleg Series, Volume 11: The Basement Tapes Raw
- Before the Flood (disc 1)
- From the Reels: The Complete Basement Tapes Sessions
- The Complete Album Collection, Volume One
- The Basement Tapes Complete: The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11
- The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
- The Bootleg Series, Vol. 11: The Basement Tapes Raw
- The Bootleg Series, Volume 11: The Basement Tapes Complete
- Across the Great Divide
- Paint the Daytime Black
- Music & Words 1998 to 1963
- Collected
- Classic Americana 2
- Dylan
- Love Songs for America
- All About - Reclam Musik Edition 5 - Americana