Oh, the blind man he is off and running
To a flying start
But he's not really blind at all
He's just looking for a way
A way, a way
A way so he will never be forgotten
Oh, the black man goes to see the barber
But he never goes
Because he wants to be a farmer
He's looking for a way
A way, a way
A way so he will never be forgotten
Oh, I went down to Frisco town
And they threw me out again
But I was never really there
I was looking for a way
In L.A. a way
A way so I would never be forgotten