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Dave Hollister

Blind Lyrics - Dave Hollister

You'd rather see a whole pile of money 

Burn to sky, 10s and 5s and larger 

You'd rather stay straight until the sun, the evening sun 

And to see, see the woman you love wave goodbye, 

Yeah, yeah 

You'd rather see a whole pound of good, good dream, I mean 

You'd confiscate the live on channel 5 

Look away, look away, brother you'd rather be Blind! 

Rather see the binds on your [?] things then to see 

She was covering for another man's price 

And you rather the chicken that you've started dealing with 

[?] surprise is two thin lines 

You'd rather see hell then see yourself moving out 

While she's moving in at the same time 

Look away, look away, brother you'd rather be Blind! 

 

Nothing sadder than the man that had the world in his hands 

Couldn't stop playing, let it all slip out of his grasp 

Ain't nothing worst then going in reverse 

Nothing seems to work, she don't wanna work it out no more 

You crashy laps 

And you can't even sleep, you won't shave, 

Headed to an early grave 

I'm telling you, telling you my brother 

That's an ugly sight 

Look away, look away, you'd rather be Blind! 

 

You'd rather stand on the edge of a ledge 

Than to look up and see she's packing up and 

She's leaving town 

And you'd rather catch a flag where the thieves and killers add 

Than to see her heading down 

When you're ready to settle down 

You might as well be invisible when she tunes you out 

'Cause even when you shout, she's paying you no never mind 

Look away, yeah, brother you'd rather be Blind! 

 

Nothing sadder than the man that had the world in his hands 

Couldn't stop playing, let it all slip out of his grasp 

Ain't nothing worst then going in reverse 

Nothing seems to work, she don't wanna work it out no more 

You crashy laps 

And you can't even sleep, you won't shave, 

Headed to an early grave 

I'm telling you, telling you my brother 

That's an ugly sight 

Look away, look away, you'd rather be Blind! 

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