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[Intro] Am G F
Am G F
There must be some way out of here
Am G F
Said the joker to
The thief
Am G F
There's too much confusion
Am G F
I can't get no relief
Am G F
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Am G F
Plowmen dig my earth
Am G F Am G F
None of them along the line know what any of it is
Worth
Am G F
No reason to get excited
Am G F
The thief, he kindly spoke
Am G F
There are many here among
Am G F
Us who feel that life is but a joke
Am G F Am G
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is
F
Not our fate
Am G F
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting
Late
Am G F
All along the watchtower
Am G F
Princes kept the view
Am G F
While all the women came and went
Am G F
Barefoot servants, too
Am G F
Outside in the distance
Am G F
A wildcat did growl
Am G F
Two riders were approaching
Am G F
The wind began to howl
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