Am G F G Am 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 Buisness men they drink my wine Plowmen dig my earth None would ever compromise Nobody of this world
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 place So let us stop talking falsely now The hour's getting late
All along the watchtower Princess 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 And the wind began to howl
All along the watchtower All along the watchtower All along the watchtower
Andere akkoordcombinaties ::
1. Bm/A G A Bm 2. Jimi Hendrix (A, Am, Bm, Bm/A, F, G)
