Текст песни U2 - All Along The Watchtower
U2 - All Along The Watchtower слова песни
There must be some way outta hereSaid the joker to the thiefThere`s too much confusion hereI can`t get no reliefBusinessmen, they drink my winePlowmen dig my earthNone of them know along the lineWhat any of this is worth, yeahNo reason to get excitedThe thief, he kindly spokeThere are many among us Who think that life is but a jokeBut you and I, we`ve been through thatAnd that is not our fateSo let us not talk falsely nowBecause the hour is getting late, hey, hey, heyAll along the watchtowerPrinces kept the viewWhile horsemen came and wentBarefoot servants, tooAll I got is a red guitarThree chords and the truthAll I got is a red guitarThe rest is up to youThere`s no reason to get excitedThe thief, he kindly spokeThere are some among us here Say that life is just a jokeYou and I, we`ve been through thatAnd that is not our fate, at least todaySo let us not talk falsely nowBecause the hour is getting late, late Yeah...