ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER
"there must be some way out of here" said the joker to the thief
"there's so much confusion • I can't get no relief
businessmen they drink my wine • plowmen dig my earth
there is not so many among us now who feel what any of it is worth"
"no reason to get exited" the thief he kindly spoke
"there is so many of them now who feel that life is but a joke
but you and I have been through that and this is not our fate
so let us not talk falsly now • the hour is getting late"
all along the watchtower princes kept a wiew
all the women came and went • barefoot servants too
outside in a distance a wild cat did growl
two riders were approaching and the wind began to howl