| 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 |