Song | All Along the Watchtower (Live) |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Dylan & The Dead |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dylan | |
There must be some kind of way out of here | |
Said the joker to the thief | |
There's too much confusion | |
I can't get no relief | |
Businessman they drink my wine | |
Plow men 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 | |
Bare-foot servants to, but huh | |
Outside in the cold distance | |
A wild cat 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 |
zuo ci : Dylan | |
There must be some kind of way out of here | |
Said the joker to the thief | |
There' s too much confusion | |
I can' t get no relief | |
Businessman they drink my wine | |
Plow men 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 to, but huh | |
Outside in the cold distance | |
A wild cat 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 |
zuò cí : Dylan | |
There must be some kind of way out of here | |
Said the joker to the thief | |
There' s too much confusion | |
I can' t get no relief | |
Businessman they drink my wine | |
Plow men 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 to, but huh | |
Outside in the cold distance | |
A wild cat 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 |