Blind Dog Blues

{piano intro, gospel swing,

Hammond organ swells} Down by the old back porch where the moonlight

shines, Lives an old blind hound with a heart full of time.

He can’t see the road,

he can’t see the trees,

But he knows every sound carried on the breeze.

He wakes up barking when the wind rolls through,

Chasing shadows that he never knew.

Folks all laugh, say,

“That dog’s gone crazy,” But that old hound’s got a soul that

won’t get lazy. Oh,

that blind dog blues,

he’s howling at the night,

Barking at the darkness,

trying to find the light.

(howl, oh yeah) He may not see the world,

but he knows what’s true,

That old blind dog’s got more heart than a few.

{horn

section punch} He barks at the mailbox,

he barks at the rain,

Barks at the thunder rolling across the plain.

He barks at a squirrel that he’ll never chase,

Still runs full speed with a smile on his face.

The neighbors shake their heads and say,

“That dog’s a fool,” But I’ve learned a lesson from that old

blue mule.

You don’t need perfect eyes to stand your ground,

Sometimes the strongest hearts don’t make a sound.

So play that piano,

let the old blues roll,

Sing for the hound with a brave old soul.

When this world gets dark and you don’t know where to go,

Just bark at the storm and let everybody know.

{crescendo, piano solo fill} Oh,

that blind dog blues,

he’s still singing his song,

(singing his song)

Even when the road gets rough and long.

He can’t see tomorrow,

but he’s faithful and true,

That old blind dog’s got the heart of the blues.

{massive horn blast}

Yeah… he’s still barking.

(bark on)

Can’t see a thing…

But he knows

he belongs. {piano and vocal fade out,

final organ chord}