Blind Since Birth

Old man sittin' on the dock
 Frettin' that National Steel
 Got his feet in the water
 Hands on the metal
 Playin' it all by feel
 He's got nothin' but time
 And the changin' tide
 The pull of the moon
 And the spinnin' of the earth
 Blind since birth
 Old man sittin' on a crate
 With an amped-up Silvertone
 When he reaches for
 That bottleneck slide
 Makes you shiver and moan
 Blue notes float
 Like puffs of smoke
 He pulls another lucky
 From the pocket of his shirt
 Blind since birth
 At the state run school
 Eight years old
 A cheap six-string
 So the story goes
 Old man sittin' in the dark
 Frettin' that National Steel
 Got his feet on the floor
 Hands on the metal
 Playin' it all by feel
 Blue notes cry
 Scream and sigh
 'Til his fingers bleed
 And his backbone hurts
 Blind since birth