Neil Young - Tired Eyes

Well, he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left 'em lyin' in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors
He tried to do his best, but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Open up the tired eyes

Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way
But they burned his brother, you know
And left him lying in the driveway
And they let him down, it was nothin'
He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Open up the tired eyes

Well, tell me more, tell me more, tell me more
I mean, was he a heavy doper or
Was he just a loser?
He was a friend of yours
What do you mean, he had bullet holes in his mirrors?
He tried to do his best but he could not

Please take my advice, please take my advice
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Open up the tired eyes

Well, please take my advice
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Open up the tired eyes

Written by:
Neil Young

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