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Blind Medley ("The Blind Fiddler," Trad.; "Do for the Others," Stephen Stills; "Know You Got to Run," Stephen Stills/John Hopkins)

I my eyes in a blacksmith shop
In the of fifty six
Working on a
in need of fix
It bounded from the
And concealed my doom

I am a blind
Far home

I a wife and daughter
on me
What good can I do
My God I see
I from one place to another
My daily to win

I am a blind
Looking for a

Round round up and
All along the town
See him low
Doesn't see the love there is to

And he
the misery
And he
Singing
She is
is no tomorrow
It is
So now he must
The life of his
And living in
He do
For the

A chill wind his face
Was a tear
I thought I saw a
people everywhere
is she
She is not

And he
From the
And he
Singing
She is
There is no
It is
So now he must
The life of his
And in sorrow
He do
For the

you got to run
And you you got to hide
know who to follow
Who is on your
know where you're going
Won't talk of where you
And I may see you
Never more

And you got a potion
For to keep you from sleep
In the dark and hours
heard you laugh and weep
Talk about you're
a hole you're in
But you'll face your lonely soul
Never face friends

And you you got to run
And you you got to hide
Still is a great light
Lingerin' deep your eyes
Open up up
and let me in
When you can love yourself I
I can love you

I lost my eyes in a shop
In seventeen six
on a t-flange
'Twas in of fix
It bounded from the
And there concealed my
I am a fiddler
Far my home

round up and down
All along the town