Lyrics: Robert Dylan
Music: Bob Dylan
"If there is something to be changed in this world
then it can only happen with MUSIC."
- Jimi Hendrix
"There must be some kind of way out of here"
Said the joker to the thief
"There'sβ
tooβ
much confusion
I can'tβ
get no relief
Businessmen they drink myβ
wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the line
Nobody offered his word"
"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 stop talkin' falsely now
The hour's getting late
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too
Well, uh, outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl