All along the watchtower

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  • Pentatonic

Am - No capo (Bob Dylan)

Am G F G

Intro

Am  G   F    G 

Verse 1

"There must be some kind of way out of here", said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine,  plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth
Am G F G 

Verse 2

"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 is getting late
Am G F G 

Chorus

All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
Four most important chords for beginners [1]

Cm - No capo (Jimmy Hendrix)

Cm A# G# A# 

Intro

Cm A# G# A# 

Verse 1

Cm           A#              G#         A#    Cm         A#           G#   A#
 "There must be some kind of way out of here,"  said the joker to the thief,
Cm        A#          G#    A# Cm        A#       G#    A#
 "There's too much confusion,    I can't get no relief.
Cm       A#        G#       A#    Cm       A#     G#     A#
 Businessmen, they drink my wine,  plowmen dig my earth,
Cm        A#    G#       A#   Cm          A#           G#      A#
  None of them along the line   know what any of it is worth."
Cm  A# G# A# 

Verse 2

Cm           A#              G#         A#
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
Cm           A#              G#         A#
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
Cm           A#              G#         A#
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
Cm           A#              G#         A#
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
Cm  A# G# A# 

Chorus

Cm           A#              G#         A#
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
Cm           A#              G#         A#
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Cm           A#              G#         A#
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Cm           A#              G#         A#
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl

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