Luyện nghe bài hát (All Along the) Watchtower

There must be some kind of way out of
Said the joker to the thief,
too much confusion
Mmm I get no relief
Business men, they my wine
Plowman dig my
were level on the mind
No one up at his
Yeah, I see jokers on my left, upon my right
You'd find me in the middle if I a different life
Before my name started in size
But I'm still showing signs all attributed to
In the pitch black, it's too
I'm all alone me back to the roads
I had to roam to get and I'll hitch back
Get a cab to my house
See my old man and a six pack
Tell my I love him
And give him something that will see him through the hard
a brother for?
When i'm of this life I see
It has to be my family who me off the floor
Make sense of all the in a world full of money
of tears, full of war
I was a plowman and worked from the up
Save your wine for the
Well all the watchtower
kept the view
While all the women and went
servants, too
Outside in the cold
A wildcat did (like a failed man I worked from the earth up)
Two riders approaching
And the wind begins to howl ('cause world is the same as mine)
Pour blood in your cup
a sip full of sin and let your taste buds savour the buzz
The of an ill-mannered nature
lingers on as animals in all of us
Trying to fight for the right to live a
But will never win though that's why they live a lie
I don't think I'll win
All of is anything
When I die I hope a at my side
no trap door, or get out clause
The can be your oyster or a set of jail doors
You've seen mine, I think it's I see yours
I bet you that we've been scarred by the swords
So we are not so
Apart from the fact I live my in the light and now i'm trapped in it
The way I feel within a few time
Well all the watchtower
Princes the view
While all the women came and
Barefoot servants, too
in the cold distance
A wildcat did
Two were approaching
And the wind begins to
Take away the of a man
Convinced that he holds in his hands
Even though I ain't i'm a little superstitious
Maybe there is a promised
But will I it or not is a different matter
I've been a joker, I've been a thief, been a rapper
I've the only enemy that I can never beat
me a piece of mind upon a platinum platter
Well all along the
Princes kept the oh oh oh
While all the women came and
Barefoot servants, too
in the cold distance
A wildcat did
Two riders were
And the wind begins to