Blind Since Birth

Old man sittin' on the dock

Frettin' that National Steel

Got his feet in the water

Hands on the metalPlayin' it all by feel

He's got nothin' but time

And the changin' tideThe pull of the moon

And the spinnin' of the earth

Blind since birthOld man sittin' on a crate

With an amped-up Silvertone

When he reaches for

That bottleneck slideMakes you shiver and moan

Blue notes float

Like puffs of smokeHe pulls another lucky

From the pocket of his shirt

Blind since birthAt the state run school

Eight years old

A cheap six-string

So the story goesOld man sittin' in the dark

Frettin' that National Steel

Got his feet on the floor

Hands on the metalPlayin' it all by feel

Blue notes cry

Scream and sigh

'Til his fingers bleedAnd his backbone hurts

Blind since birth