CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : All Along the Watchtower (Live at Pine Knob Music Theater, Clarkston, MI, June 20, 1991)

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

No reason to get excited
The thief kindly spoke
There are many here among us
Who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I we've been through that
This is not our fate
Let us not talk falsely now
The hour is getting late

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
Barefoot servants came and went
Little children too
Outside in the cold distance
A wild cat did growl
Two riders were approachin'
And the wind began to howl

[Instrumental]