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