late Hey, hey, hey All along the watchtower And princes kept the view While horsemen came and went Barefoot servants too All I got is a red guitar Three chords and
the valley below Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue sky Bullet the blue Bullet the blue In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum Jacob wrestled the angel, and
[this song is entirely instrumental]
the truth is not the same Without the lies he made up Don't believe in excess Success is to give Don't believe in riches But you should see where I live
