Am             G          F                G    Am
There must be some kinda way out of here,
Am             G          F       G    Am
Said the joker to the thief.
Am           G       F                     G    Am
There's too much confusion
Am       G        F       G    Am
I can't get no relief
Am        G          F                                 G    Am
Business men they, Drink my wine.
Am             G        F                  G    Am
There plowmen dig my earth.
Am             G          F                G    Am
None of them along the line
Am             G          F           G    Am
know what any of it's worth.

Am        G       F                G    Am
No reason to get excited,
Am             G       F          G    Am
The thief he kindly spoke.
Am               G    F                G    Am
There are many among us,
Am         G           F                   G    Am
Who feel that life is but a joke

Am          G               F                                  G    Am
But you and I we've been through all that,
Am           G        F        G    Am
And this is not our fate.
Am         G          F           G    Am
So let us not talk falsely,
Am        G          F      G 
The hour is getting late

( Am  G  F  G  Am ) (2x)

And All along the Watchtower,
Prince's kept the view.
While all the women all the women all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too.
Out side in the cold distance,
A wild cat did growl.
Two riders two riders approaching,
The wind began to howl

The thief he take
My money take
The thief he take
My money take

Am I insane
Auf Wiedersehen
Am I insane The thief is safe

No reason to get excited!