Lyrics:

'There must be some kind of way out of here,' said a joker to the thief
'There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they, they drink my wine, ploughmen dig my earth
None will level on the line, nobody of it is worth, hey, hey'

'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, uh
But you and I, we've been through that and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour's getting late, hey'

Hey

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too, but, uh
Outside in the cold distance, a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approachin' and the wind began to howl, hey

Oh
All along the watchtower
Hear you sing around the watch
Gotta beware, gotta beware, I will
Yeah
Ooh, baby
All along the watchtower