Grateful Dead All Along the Watchtower (Live at Knickerbocker Arena, March 1990)

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There must be some kind of way out of here
Said the joker to the thief
There’s too much confusion here
I can’t get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plow men dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody of it is worth

[Instrumental break]

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’s getting late

[Instrumental break]

All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
Barefoot servants came and went
Little children too
Outside in the distance
A wild cat did growl
And two riders were approachin’
And the wind began to howl

[Instrumental]