Blindman

Oh, the blind man he is off and running To a flying start But he's not really blind at all He's just looking for a way A way, a way A way so he will never be forgotten Oh, the black man goes to see the barber But he never goes Because he wants to be a farmer He's looking for a way A way, a way A way so he will never be forgotten Oh, I went down to Frisco town And they threw me out again But I was never really there I was looking for a way In L.A. a way A way so I would never be forgotten