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All along the watchtower
Pictures kept of you.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Their blood circles too.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Their foot servants, too.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
All along the water tower
All along the watchtower
All around the watchtower
All along the watchtower
All the fellows dig my wine,
come and dig my herb
Business men, they drink my wine.
Plowmen dig my earth
All the women came and went,
Barefoot surgeons too
All the women came and went,
Barefoot servants too
All the women came and went
They f***ed servants too.
All the women came and went
Barefoot servants too.
All the women were cave men.
All the women came and went.
All the women were cave men
Barefoot serpents, too.
All the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
All the women were cave men
Bearded sirens, too.
All the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
And I was getting laid.
The hour's getting late.
Business man there drink my wine
Come and take my herb.
Business men, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Business men, drink my mind; come and take my herb
Business men, they drink my wine; plow man, dig my earth
Written and originally recorded by Bob Dylan
Business men, they drink my wine
Come and take my herb.
Business men, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Business-Mandy, drink my wine.
Business men, they drink my wine.
Businessman they drink my wine
And come take my herb
Lord, they are out of their mind
Nobody is of this world.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth.
Businessmen they, drink my wine
Come and dig my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Businessmen they, drink my wine
Come and take my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Come and dig my herb
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
Come and dig my herb.
Plowmen dig my earth.
Come and take my urge
Plowmen dig my earth
Flowerman the smoke my herb.
Come and dig my earth.
I fell off the clocktower
All along the watchtower
Let us not talk falsely now, but I was getting laid.
Let us not talk falsely now, the hour's getting late.
Let us not talk falsely now
But I was gettin' laid.
Let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late.
Let us stop talking falsely now
That I was getting laid.
Let us stop talking falsely now
The hour's getting late.
Let's stop talking faulty now
The owl is getting laid.
Let us stop talking falsely now
The hour's getting late.
Mister Smedley, drink my wine.
Business men, they drink my wine.
Mr Stanley drinks my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Mr. Crowley drink my wine
Come, man, dig my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Mr. Stanley, drink my wine
Come and take my herb
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
My Man dig my herb.
Plowman dig my earth.
No reason to get excited,
The baby can't explode
No reason to get excited
The thief he kindly spoke
Nobody up in this world
Nobody of it is worth
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat James Brown
Outside in the cold distance
A wildcat did growl
Outside into cold distance
Outside in the cold distance
People, stand here and drink my wine.
Come and dig my herb.
None will level, undermine
Noboby else in this world
Businessmen drink my wine.
Plowmen dig my earth.
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth
People, stand here and drink my wine
Come and dig my herb
None will level, undermine
Noboby else in this world.
or
Businessmen they drink my wine
Come and dig my earth
None were level, on the line
Nobody offered his word.
Business men they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None will level on the wine
Nobody of it is worth.
People, stand here and drink my wine
Come and dig my herb
None will level, undermine
Nobody else in this world.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth
None of them along the line
Know what any of it is worth.
Please just madly drink my wine
Come and dig my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Proud man dig my herb
Plowmen dig my earth
Slam the jokers to their feet.
Said the joker to the thief.
So let us not talk falsely now
But I was getting laid
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late
So let us not talk falsely now
But I was getting laid, laid.
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late, late.
So let us not talk falsely now
But I was getting laid, laid.
So let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late, late.
So let us stop talking bullshit now, but I was getting laid
So let us not talk falsely now, but the hour was getting late
So let us stop talking falsely now
But I was getting laid.
So let us stop talking falsely now
The hour's getting late.
Their foot servants, too.
Barefoot servants, too.
There must be some kinda way outta here
Say they're jumpin' to the beat
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Come and dig my herb
There must be some kinda way outta here
Said the joker to the thief
There's too much confusion
I can't get no relief
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowman dig my earth
There's these men, they drink my wine,
Plowmen dig my earth.
Businessmen, they drink my wine,
Plowmen dig my earth.
There's these men, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
or
Business men come drink my wine
Come and dig my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
They f***ed servants, too.
Barefoot servants, too.
Two riders were approaching
It was Mister and Missus Howell.
Two riders were approaching
And the wind began to howl.
Well, let's stop talking bulls*** now
But I was getting laid, hey!
Well, let us not talk falsely now
The hour's getting late, hey!
While all my women came and went
There were some men, too.
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
While all the women came and went
Their foot-servants too.
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants too.
All along the watchtower, princess kept the view
While all the woman came and went
One plus something's two.
Outside in the cold distance, a wild captured growled.
Two rowdies were approaching;
And the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower, princes 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.
All along the watchtower
Princess kept the view
While all the woman came and went.
One plus something’s two.
Outside in the cold distance, a wild captured growled.
Two rowdies were approaching; the wind began to howl.
All along the watchtower
Prince’s 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.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot serpents, too.
All along the watchtower
Princes kept the view
While all the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
All the women came and went
Feathered serpents, too.
All the women came and went
Barefoot servants, too.
Mrs. Menley, drink my wine.
Businessmen, they drink my wine.
None will level on the line, nobody offered his word
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth
Please don't just sit there and drink my wine
Come and dig my herb.
Businessmen, they drink my wine
Plowmen dig my earth.
Please don't stand there and drink my wife
Business men, they drink my wine. Plowmen dig my earth
Said the trumpet to the thief.
Said the joker to the thief.
The owl is getting laid.
The hour is getting late.
The Hendrix version sounds like "But I was getting late" or "But I was getting laid."
Wild man, dig my herb.
Come and dig my earth.