Texty: Jim White. Blindly We Go.

Sometimes you gotta take off your shoes
Sit right down in the middle of the road
Kick off the dust and deal with the news
That you are blind

These dreams are familiar
These are places we've been before
Somewhere in the wild blue yonder
Lies a path where blindly we go

And I ain't counting on nobody
Ain't counting on my fingers and toes
Ain't counting on no superstition
'Cause my proposition is we are blind

These dreams are familiar
These are places we've been before
Somewhere in the wild blue yonder
Lies a path where blindly we go

And on the day that I play my last hand
As I set out blindly for some promised land
One thing I know, I'll hope it's dreams not eyes
Take a soul where it wants to go

These dreams are familiar
These are places we've been before
Somewhere in the wild blue yonder
Lies a path where blindly we go
Blindly we go, blindly we go