All Along The Watchtower
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Lyrics
There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the thief There's much too much confusion I cant get no relief Businessman they drink my wine Plow men dig my earth None of them went on the line Know what it's worth, they don't know 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's getting late Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Bare foot servants too But outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:02
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 140 BPM