"Eyesight to the Blind" - Gary Moore 

    Am														Am
Well you talk about your woman, I wish you could see mine
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You talk about your woman, I wish you could see mine
      E                       D                                 Am
When the little girl starts lovin´, she brings eyesight to the blind


Her Daddy must have been a milionare, you can tell it by the way she walks
Her Daddy must have been a milionare, you can tell it by the way she walks
When the little girl starts lovin, the deaf and dumb begin to talk


Am
Well I remember one friday morning, we were lying in a bed
A man crossed the street starts dying, put up his head and sayed:
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I declare she´s pretty, the whole state knows she´s fine
      E                       D                                 Am
When she walks down the street she brings eyesight to the blind

Solo

I declare she´s pretty, the whole state knows she´s fine
I declare she´s pretty, the whole state knows she´s fine
When the little girl starts lovin´, she brings eyesight to the blind