Deep Purple

^Bm If you're leaving, close the door.
^A I'm not expecting people ^Bm anymore.
^Bm Hear me greaving, lying on the floor.
^A7 Whether I'm drunk or dead I ^Bm really ain't too sure.
^Bm I'm a blind man, ^D I'm a blind man.
^G And my world is ^Em pale.
^Bm When a blind man cries,
^D Lord you know ^G there ain't no sadder ^Bm tale.
^Bm Had a friend once, in a room.
^A Had a good time, but it ended much to soon.
^Bm In a cold month, in that room.
^A7 Found a reason for the ^Bm things we had to do.
^Bm I'm a blind, I'm ^D a blind man.
^G Now my world is ^Em cold.
^Bm When a blind man cries,
^D Lord you know he ^G feels it from his ^Bm soul

Transcription: UL4@stud.hibo.no
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