Blind man standing on the corner Crying out the blues Said, I don't need a dollar Don't you give me a dime Until you bring back That little girl, of mine I can't let her go I'm hooked, I can't let her go People try to tell me to stop crying Find me someone new Cause when the, the good Lord Made one woman, hallelujah Don't you know he made two But I can't let this one go Lord, I can't let her go I can't let her go, No I can't let her go He lifted his head towards the heaven And said, "good Lord, I'd rather die Than let a no good cheating woman Make me stand on this corner and cry" Said, "Lord knows, I'm living in a world of darkness" Said, "but this don't bother me And until I find that sweet little girl of mine, Lord knows, I just don't want to see" But I can't let her go, no I'm hooked Lord, I can't let her go No I can't let her go Lord, I can't let her go Won't somebody please help the blind man Lord, I can't let her go, no, no Somebody help the blind man I just can't let her go, no