Words I have none   Words are lost & gone   Words it seems they don’t come   The blues of a blind man   Love I have none   Love is dead & gone   Love it won’t come   The blues of a blind man   Love I have none   Love is dead & gone   Love it won’t come   The blues of a blind man   Shotgun will tell how deep your bullet fell   Take me with you to Chicago   Take me with you to Cape Town   Take me with you to Rio   The blues of a blind man   I will follow you to Memphis   I’ll follow you to Amsterdam   I will follow you to Berlin   The blues of a blind man   Sing the blues of a blind man   No love, no sorrow   No love, no pain   No love will overcome   The blues of a blind man