All Along The Watchtower
All Along The Watchtower from Footsteps by Chris de Burgh (written by Bob Dylan) Year Released: 2008
“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, ploughmen 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 now, 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; “There must be some way out of here," “There must be some way out of here..." © 2008 Ferryman Productions Ltd Written by Bob Dylan Published by Sony / ATV Music Publishing