There must be some kinda way out-ta here, Say the jo-ker to the thief
There's to much con-fu-sion. I cant get no re-lief
Business men, they ah, drink my wine plow men dig my earth
3rd time to Coda
None will lev-el own the vine Nobody upping it's worth Hey!
No reason to get excited, uh,
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 throught that
And this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsly now
The hours' gettin late, ah, Hey!
Well, all along the watchtower
Princess kept the veiw.
While all women came and went,
Their foot servants too.
Well, ah, utside in the cold distance,
A wild cat did growl.
Two riders were approachin'
And the wind began to howl, Hey!
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Jared "Dougy" Hinton
"There must be some 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."
"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."
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the cold distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
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