All along the watchtower
While all the women came and went
I can't get no relief
There's too much confusion
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Ploughmen dig my earth
No reason to [Incomprehensible]
Barefoot servants too
But you and I we've been through that
The hour's getting late
And this is not our fate
Princess kept the view
So let us stop talking falsely now
There's many here among us
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
Who feel that life is but a joke
Outside in the cold distance
Nobody up it is worth