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HA Sinclair

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Jun 15, 1996, 3:00:00 AM6/15/96
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Could someone please mail the lyrics to "All Along the Watchtower" by Bob
Dylan (later covered by Hendrix). I know the first line is "Ther must be
some way out of here, said the joker to the thief" but the rest is a bit
of a mystery. Please mail me at hs5...@bristol.ac.uk if you can help.
Thanks,

Howard

Bill Toman

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Jun 15, 1996, 3:00:00 AM6/15/96
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From a web link:

"All Along the Watchtower" is a Bob Dylan song from 1968. The girls
have been doing this for years, and Amy kinda tends to improvise a
lot, so I'll just stick with the official Dylan transcription.

All Along the Watchtower.

"There must be some way out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine; Plowmen dig my earth;
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

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

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went; Barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance, a wildcat did growl;
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.

Tiny Dancer

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Jun 16, 1996, 3:00:00 AM6/16/96
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According to my records hs5...@mail.bris.ac.uk (HA Sinclair) wrote:

>Could someone please mail the lyrics to "All Along the Watchtower" by Bob
>Dylan (later covered by Hendrix). I know the first line is "Ther must be
>some way out of here, said the joker to the thief" but the rest is a bit
>of a mystery.

Here ya go Howard:

"There must be some way out of here,"

said the joker to the thief,


"There's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief

Businessmen they drink my wine,
plowmen dig my earth


None of them along the line know what any of it is worth"

"No reason to get excited,"
the thief, he kindly spoke

"There are many among us


who feel that life is but a joke

But you and I, we've been through that

and this is not our fate

So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late"

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view


While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too

Outside in the distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
The wind began to howl


Cheers,

Tiny Dancer

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