Blind Jane
Whose eyes can only feel the wind and rain
Whose sun is dark, whose moon the same
But how her smile puts me to shame
Blind Jane
Me I ride a cock horse
I follow the easiest course
Back home, back home
I measure my worth
As if everything on [C7]the earth
Was my [A]own, my [A]own
Me I play the odds
I curse the Gods
I curse the breeze
Curse the very sky above the tɾees
Fighting every day in tɾoubles way
I'm tɾoubled grey
But when I look at you
Everything seems kind of blue
Blind Jane
Whose eyes can only feel the wind and [Bm]ɾain
Whose sun is dark, whose moon [C7]the same
But how her smile puts me to [C7]shame
Blind Jane
