When a Blind man cries(Chords)

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Bm
If you're leaving, close the door.
A                        Bm
I'm not expecting people anymore.
Bm
Hear me greaving, lying on the floor.
A                           Bm
Whether I'm drunk or dead I really ain't too sure.


Bm              D
I'm a blind man, I'm a blind man.
G               Em
And my world is pale.
Bm                      D
When a blind man cries,
              G  F#/D     Em         Bm
Lord you know there ain't no sadder tale.

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Bm
Had a friend once, in a room.
A                          Bm
Had a good time, but it ended much to soon.
Bm
In a cold month, in that room.
A                      Bm
Found a reason for the things we had to do.


Bm              D
I'm a blind, I'm a blind man.
G               Em
Now my world is cold.
Bm                      D
When a blind man cries,
                 G    F#/D   Em    Bm
Lord you know he feels it from his soul


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Contribuição: Eduardo Luiz Messias([email protected])
	        

Written by Ian Gillan, Ian Paice, Jon Lord, Ritchie Blackmore, Roger Glover