Oh the blind man who walks as one who sees
Holds his head high,smiles and speaks of the green trees
He falls into a ditch and says “It’s dark”
But the rain still falls and the grass still grows
As the man lays still six feet under.
Oh the blind man who walks as one who sees
Holds his head high,smiles and speaks of the green trees
He falls into a ditch and says “It’s dark”
But the rain still falls and the grass still grows
As the man lays still six feet under.