Homeward Thru The Haze

												
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         First rain of winter  first fall from grace
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It's my first hollow echo    in the halls of praise
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Bow could Samson
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I thought he was blind as a bat
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Bow could he have torn down the temples like that
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And how could little Ceasar
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Bow could he know where of he spoke
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When all of his wheels are turning into a joke
Dm7
Cause the blind are leading the blind
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And I am amazed
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At how they stumble         homeward thru the haze
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Got the soul of a ragpicker got the mind of a slug
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I keep sweeping problems under my rug
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And all of my fine
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 My fine  fair weather friends yeah
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Will have no more time to make their amends
Dm7
Cause the blind are leading the blind
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And I am amazed
            G#maj7  G# G#9 G#maj7 Am Dm                Dm  G  Dm G
At how they stumble         homeward thru the haze

    Staysail Music  BMI  1975
    Crosby/Nash