CmBbAbBb
Cm"There must Bbbe some kind of Abway out of Bbhere," Cmsaid the Bbjoker to the AbthiefBb,
Cm"There's Bbtoo much conAbfusionBb, CmI can't Bbget no reAblief. Bb
CmBusinessBbmen, they Abdrink my Bbwine, Cmplowmen Bbdig my Abearth, Bb
CmNone of Bbthem aAblong the Bbline Cmknow what Bbany of it is Abworth." Bb
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continue with the same chords as the first verse
"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, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."
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continue with the same chords as the first verse
All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.
Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl
End