Jimi Hendrix - All Along The Watchtower - text písně

There must be some kind of way out of here
Am G F G
Said the joker to the thief
Am G F G
There's too much confusion
Am G F G
I can't get no relief
Am G F G
Business men they drink my wine
Am G F G
Plowmen they dig my earth
Am G F G
Noone would ever compromise
Am G F G
Nobody of this world


No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
There are many among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
but you and I we've been through that
And this is not our place
So let us stop talking falsely now
The hour's getting late


All along the watchtower
Princess 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

All along the watchtower (x3)

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