Remove AdsFmaj 7 A# Fmaj 7 Am Dm First rain of winter first fall from grace
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmIt's my first hollow echo in the halls of praise
A# Fmaj 7Bow could Samson
Am DmI thought he was blind as a bat
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmBow could he have torn down the temples like that
A# Fmaj 7And how could little Ceasar
Am DmBow could he know where of he spoke
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmWhen all of his wheels are turning into a joke
Dm7Cause the blind are leading the blind
A#maj 7 A# A#9 A#maj7And I am amazed
G#maj7 G# G#9 G#maj7 Am Dm Dm G Dm GAt how they stumble homeward thru the haze
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmGot the soul of a ragpicker got the mind of a slug
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmI keep sweeping problems under my rug
A# Fmaj 7And all of my fine
Am Dm My fine fair weather friends yeah
A# Fmaj 7 Am DmWill have no more time to make their amends
Dm7Cause the blind are leading the blind
A#maj 7 A# A#9 A#maj7And I am amazed
G#maj7 G# G#9 G#maj7 Am Dm Dm G Dm GAt how they stumble homeward thru the haze
Staysail Music BMI 1975
Crosby/Nash
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