There must be some kind of way out of here
Said a joker to the thief
There is too much confusion,
I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine,
Ploughmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Knows what it is worth

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 have been through that
And it is not our fate.
So let us not talk 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

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