作曲 : B. Dylan
 作词 : B. Dylan
Bob Dylan - 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