Текст: Traffic. Last Exit. Blind Man.

Blind man
Standing on the corner
Crying out the blues
And I don't need a dollar
And don't give me a dime
Until you bring back that little girl of mine

I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go

People try to tell me stop crying
And find you someone new
'Cause when that good Lord made one woman
Hallelujah
Don't you know he made two

But I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go
I can't let her go Lord
I can't let her go

He lifted up his head toward heaven
And said, Lord, I'd rather die
Then let a no-good woman
Make me stand on this corner and cry

Lord knows I'm living in a world of darkness
But that don't bother me
And until I find that sweet little girl of mine
Lord knows, I just don't want to see

I can't let her go
I'm hooked I can't let her go
Won't somebody please help the blind
I can't let her go