All Along the Watchtower (Live)

All Along The Watchtower - Neil Young

"There must be some kinda way out of here"

Said the joker to the thief

"There's too much confusion

I can't get no relief"

"Businessmen, they, they drink my wine

Plowmen dig my earth

None will level on the line

Nobody 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", hey

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

And the wind began to howl, hey

All along the watchtower

Princes kept the view

While all the women came and went

Barefoot servants too

All along the watchtower

All along the watchtower