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All Along the Watchtower - Chords Of Chaos-歌词

All Along the Watchtower - Chords Of Chaos

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

Businessen they drink my wine

Plowman 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 been through that

And this is not our fate

So let us not talk falsely now

The hour's getting late hey

Ooh all along the watchtower

Princes kept their view

While all the women came and went

They catch up too

Outside in the distance

A wildcat did growl

Two riders were approaching

And the wind began to howl hey

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