T.S.O.L - All Along the Watchtower lyrics

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

Businessmen, they come and drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of us here out on the line
None of us know what it's worth
We don't know what it's worth
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spokе
There are too many hеre among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through it
And this is not a phase, oh no
So let us not fall falsely now the hour
Is getting late oh it's getting late

All along the watchtower
Princess, she kept the view
All the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
And outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
The wind, began to howl to howl
All along, the watchtower all along
(Pause) all along
The watchtower all along
All along