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Barbara Keith
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All Along the Watchtower
'There must be some kind of way out of here, ' Said the joker to the thief, 'There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief. Business men – 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's getting late.'
All along the watchtower Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Princess kept the view While all the women came And went bare-foot servants too Outside in the distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower Princess kept the view While all the women came And went bare-foot servants too Outside in the distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approaching And the wind began to howl.
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