Čuvena pesma najvećeg pesnika među muzičarima Dilana Boba. Još se ne zna šta je tačno pravo značenje ali se najviše sumnja na "smisao i prolaznost života" i "Dilanovo poimanje Biblije". Inače pesmu je maestralno obradio najveći inovator među gitaristima Džimi Hendriks. Kad je gorepomenuti Bob čuo obradu, više nije izvodio svoju verziju već Hendriksovu (tačnije, neku simbiozu dve verzije). Pesma muzički (u obe verzije) i tekstualno odaje tako epski osećaj da vam se pojavi vetar u kosi. Čak i ako ste ćelavi.
"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,
"There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of 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, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."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(Prevedite ako želite, i dalje je epska)
