substituir a mudança de piano, e caso for tocar com uma
viola fica legal. Obrigado ao Nunes e ao Praia que me ajudaram
When the chips are down,
And you're blinded on your feet,
You're standing up and walking,
But you know you are dead meat.
The sky is busting,
It's near the break of day,
You're running out options,
Running out of place.
The leaves are cracking,
Withered on the trees,
Beg you darling,
Won't you say a prayer for me,
I need your benediction,
'Cause I'm a soul in need,
I can't sit down much lower,
'Cause I'm on my knees.
Like the blind leading the blind,
After the wine, the tears they are gushing,
Just like the blind leading the blind,
Time after time,
You won't let the love in.
Mmmmmmmmmm . . .
You are the sharpest knife,
You are the finest blade,
You are the shining sun,
Everybody's in your shade.
So funny to you,
Dripping honeyfrom your tongue,
But you never know what's going on,
When the day is done.
There is a sadness,
Just grinding in your bones,
A twisted trap down which you're forced to go,
You need the hand of friendship to steady up your heart,
So hang on to me baby,
I'll show you down the path.
Just like the blind leading the blind,
Asking me why,
You won't let the love in.
Oh, like the blind leading the blind,
Only to find
your feelings are nothing, ah!
Mm, just like the blind leading the blind,
After the wine,
your tears they are gushing, gushing, yeah.
Just like the blind leading the blind,
Just like you'll find
it's leading to nothing, nothing oooh,
oohh, yeah!
Mmmmm Just like the blind leading the blind,
Time after time,
It's leading to nothing, nothing, nothing, not a thing.
Leading the blind,
After the wine,
the tears they are gushing, gushing, gushing.