Dom La# Sol# La#
Dom La# Sol#
"There must be some kind of way out of here,"
La# Dom La# Sol#
said the joker to the thief,
La# Dom La# Sol#
"There's too much confusion,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
I can't get no relief.
Dom La# Sol#
Businessmen, they drink my wine,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
plowmen dig my earth,
Dom La# Sol# La# Dom
None of them along the line
La# Sol# La#
know what any of it is worth."
Dom La# Sol#
"No reason to get excited," the thief,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
he kindly spoke,
Dom La# Sol#
"There are many here among us
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
who feel that life is but a joke.
Dom La# Sol#
But you and I, we've been through that,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
and this is not our fate,
Dom La# Sol#
So let us not talk falsely now,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
the hour is getting late."
Dom La#
All along the watchtower,
Sol# La# Dom La# Sol# La#
princes kept the view
Dom La# Sol#
While all the women came and
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
went, barefoot servants, too.
Dom La# Sol# La# Dom
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
La# Sol# La#
Dom La# Sol#
Two riders were approaching,
La# Dom La# Sol# La#
the wind began to howl
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