Bm
If you're leaving, close the door.
ABm
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Bm
Hear me greaving, lying on the floor.
ABm
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.
BmD
I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man.
GEm
And my world is pale.
BmD
When a blind man cries,
GF#/DEmBm
Lord you know there ain't no sadder tale.
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