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Intro: C#m E A C#m E A C#m Bm A C# C#m C# E A B C#m
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"There must be some kinda way out of here"
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Said the joker to the thief
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"There's too much confusion,
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I can't get no relief
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Businessmen, they drink my wine,
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Plow men dig my earth
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None of them along the line
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Know what any of it is worth"
( E A B C#m E A B C#m )
C#m B A B
"No reason to get excited"
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The thief he kindly spoke
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"There are many here among
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who feel that life is but a joke
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But, you and I, we've been through that
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And this is not our fate
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So let us not talk falsely now,
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the hour is getting late"
( E A B C#m E A B C#m )
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All along the watchtower
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Princes kept the view
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While other women came and went
C#m B A B
Barefoot servants, too
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Outside in the cold distance
C#m B A B
A wild cat did growl
C#m B A B
Two riders were approaching
C#m B A B
And the wind began to howl.
C#m B A B
All along the tower
( C#m E A C#m E A C#m Bm A C# C#m C# E A B C#m )
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