[Intro] Am  G  F

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There must be some way out of here
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Said the joker to
The thief
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There's too much confusion
Am       G  F
I can't get no relief
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Businessmen, they drink my wine
Am       G      F
Plowmen dig my earth
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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
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Us who feel that life is but a joke
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But you and I, we've been through that, and this is
F
Not our fate
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So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting
Late
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All along the watchtower
Am      G    F
Princes kept the view
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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