Must be some kind of way outta here Said the joker to the thief Too much confusion I can't get no relief Business men, they drink my wine, oh And the plowmen dig my earth But none of them are on the line Nobody offered his word No reason to get excited The thief, he kindly spokes There are many here among us Who feel, feel that life is but a joke (ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho) But you and I we've been through that Oh, and this is not our fate So let us know so falsely now The hour is getting late Late All along, all along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women, all the women All the women came and they went Barefoot servants too Outside, in the poor distance Wildcat did growl, it la-la-la Two riders are approaching The wind began to howl Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and they went Barefoot servants too Outside, in the poor distance A Wildcat did growl Two riders are approaching The wind began to howl Louder Louder Louder My name is Dave It's been said That my name is Dave All the people said No reason to get excited Thank you very much, bye-bye