when that man cries (history music)



if you're leaving close the door
I'm not expecting people anymore
hear me grieving, I'm lying on the floor
whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure

I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man
and my world is pale
when a blind man cries, Lord,
you know there ain't no sadder tale

had a friend once in a room,
had a good time but it ended much too soon
in a cold month in that room
we found a reason for the things we had to do

I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man,
now my room is cold
when a blind man cries, Lord,
you know he feels it from his soul