Blind Boy Blues
(Out going credits score from the short film "Smell the Light")
by Peter Mark
Don't be coming round my daughter.
Don't be thinking bout my wife.
Don't be walking by here blind boy,
I'll get out my rusty knife.
Get away from my house, blind boy.
Ain't you hearing what I said.
Cause when I see your blind ass smiling,
man, that's messing with my head.
Your cane is bent and twisted,
just like an old hag's spine.
No wonder you walk in circles
or at best that crooked line.
Get away from my house, blind boy.
Ain't you hearing what I said.
Cause when I see your blind ass smiling,
man, that's messing with my head.
Your playing your harmonica.
Some smooth twelve measure round.
You ain't playing for the money,
but there's nickels on the ground.
Get away from my house, blind boy.
Ain't you hearing what I said.
Cause when I see your blind ass smiling,
man, that's messing with my head.
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