Luyện nghe bài hát (All Along the) Watchtower

There must be some kind of way out of
the joker to the thief, yeah
There's too much
Mmm I get no relief
men, they drink 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 picked a life
my name started tripling in size
But I'm still showing signs all to mine
In the pitch black, too cold
I'm all alone me back to the roads
I had to to get here and I'll hitch back
Get a cab to my mother's
See my old man and a six pack
Tell my brother I him
And give him something will see him through the hard times
What's a for?
When i'm sick of this I see
It has to be my who lift me off the floor
sense of all the madness in a world full of money
Full of tears, of war
I was a plowman and worked from the up
Save your for the entrepreneurs
Well all the watchtower
Princes kept the
While all the women and went
servants, too
Outside in the distance
A wildcat did growl (like a man I worked from the earth up)
Two riders were
And the wind begins to ('cause your world is the same as mine)
more blood in your cup
Take a sip full of sin and let your taste savour the buzz
The of an ill-mannered nature
That lingers on as in all of us
Trying to fight for the to live a life
But some 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 a brother's at my side
no trap door, or get out clause
The world can be oyster or a set of jail doors
You've seen mine, I think it's I see yours
I bet you that been scarred by the same swords
So we are not so
from the fact I live my life in the light and now i'm trapped in it
The way I within a few years time
Well all along the
kept the view
While all the came and went
Barefoot servants, too
Outside in the distance
A did growl
Two riders approaching
And the wind to howl
Take away the of a man
Convinced he holds heaven in his hands
Even I ain't religious i'm a little superstitious
Maybe there is a land
But I make it or not is a different matter
I've been a joker, I've been a thief, I've a rapper
I've been the enemy that I can never beat
Give me a piece of mind a platinum platter
Well all along the
Princes kept the oh oh oh
While all the women came and
servants, too yeah
Outside in the cold
A wildcat did
Two riders approaching
And the wind begins to