Bob Dylan - All Along the Watchtower Songtext"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
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.
Teile diesen Songtext
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- 01 John Wesley Harding
- 02 As I Went out One Morning
- 03 I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine
- 04 All Along the Watchtower
- 05 Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest
- 06 Drifter's Escape
- 07 Dear Landlord
- 08 I Am a Lonesome Hobo
- 09 I Pity the Poor Immigrant
- 10 The Wicked Messenger
- 11 Down Along the Cove
- 12 I'll Be Your Baby Tonight
What About Us
Feel It Still
Portugal. The Man
Whatever It Takes