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Stephen Stills - Blind Fiddler Medley lyrics
I lost my eyes in a blacksmith shop 
In the year of fifty six 
Working on a t-flange 
'Twas in need of fix 
It bounded from the tongs 
And there concealed my doom 
I am a blind fiddler 
Far frommy home 
I have a wife and daughter 
Depending on me 
What good can I do them 
My God I cannot see 
I wander from one place to another 
My daily bread to win 
I am a blind fiddler 
Looking for a friend 
Round round up and down 
All along the lonely town 
See him sinkin' low 
Doesn't see the love there is to know 
And he cries 
From the misery 
And he lies 
Singing harmony 
She is gone 
There is no tomorrow 
It is done 
So now he must borrow 
The life of his brothers 
And living in sorrow 
He must do 
For the others 
A chill wind hits his face 
Was that a tear 
I thought I saw a trace 
Loving people everywhere 
Where is she 
She is not there 
And he cries 
From the misery 
And he lies 
Singing harmony Stephen Stills - Blind Fiddler Medley - http://motolyrics.com/stephen-stills/blind-fiddler-medley-lyrics.html
She is gone 
There is no tomorrow 
It is done 
So now he must borrow 
The life of his brothers 
And living in sorrow 
He must do 
For the others 
Know you got to run 
And you know you got to hide 
Don't know who to follow 
Who is on your side 
Don't know where you're going 
Won't talk of where you been 
And I may see you tomorrow 
Never more again 
And you got yourself a potion 
For to keep you from your sleep 
In the dark and lonely hours 
I've heard you laugh and weep 
Talk about you're sinkin' 
What a hole you're in 
But you'll never face your lonely soul 
Never face your friends 
And you know you got to run 
And you know you got to hide 
Still there is a great light 
Lingerin' deep within your eyes 
Open up open up 
C'mon and let me in 
When you can love yourself honey I 
I can love you then 
I lost my eyes in a blacksmith shop 
In seventeen fifty six 
Working on a t-flange 
'Twas in need of fix 
It bounded from the tongs 
And there concealed my doom 
I am a blind fiddler 
Far from my home 
Round round up and down 
All along the lonely town 
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