Bm If you're leaving, close the door. A Bm I'm not expecting people anymore. Bm Hear me grieving, lying on the floor. A Bm Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure. Chorus: Bm D I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man. G Em And my world is pale. Bm When a blind man cries, D G G/F# Em Em/D Bm Lord you know there ain't a sadder tale. Had a friend once, in a room. Had a good time, but it ended much too soon. In a cold month, in that room. Found a reason for the things we had to do. Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D Em F# G Bm |