All Along The Watchtower Lyrics

Song: All Along the Watchtower
Artist: Bob Dylan
Album: John Wesley Harding
Produced: Bob Johnston
Written By: Bob Dylan
Release Date: December 27, 1967

All Along The Watchtower Lyrics

“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.