Blind Man - Traffic

Blind man standing on the corner

Crying out the blues

Said, I don’t need a dollar

Don’t you 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 to stop crying

Find me someone new

Cause when the, the good Lord

Made one woman, hallelujah

Don’t you know he made two

But I can’t let this one go

Lord, I can’t let her go

I can’t let her go

No I can’t let her go

He lifted his head towards the heaven

And said, «good Lord, I’d rather die

Than let a no good cheating woman

Make me stand on this corner and cry»

Said, «Lord knows, I’m living in a world of darkness»

Said, «but this don’t bother me

And until I find that sweet little girl of mine

Lord knows, I just don’t want to see»

But I can’t let her go, no

I’m hooked

Lord, I can’t let her go

No I can’t let her go

Lord, I can’t let her go

Won’t somebody please help the blind man

Lord, I can’t let her go, no, no

Somebody help the blind man

I just can’t let her go, no