Written by Bob Dylan. This is Prince's version. A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 There must be some kind of way out of here A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Said the joker to the thief A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 There's too much confusion A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 I can't get no relief A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Business men they drink my wine A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Plow men dig my earth A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 None of them along the line A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Know what any of it is worth A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 No reason to get excited A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 The thief he kindly spoke A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 There are many here among us A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Who feel that life is but a joke A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 But you and I we've been through that A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 And this is not our fate A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 So let us stop talking falsely now A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 The hour's getting late A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 All along the watchtower A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Princess kept the view A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 While all the women came and went A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Barefoot servants too A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Outside in the cold distance A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 A wildcat did growl A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 Two riders were approaching A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 And the wind began to howl A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 All along the watchtower A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 All along the watchtower A5 G5 F5 G5 A5 All along the watchtower
