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Seen the arrow on the doopost |
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Saying, "This land is condemned“ |
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All the way from New Orleans |
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To Jerusalem" |
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I traveled through East Texas |
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Where many martyrs fell |
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And I know no one can sing the blues |
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Like Blind Willie McTell |
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Well, I heard that hoot owl singing |
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As they were taking down the tents |
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The stars above the barren trees |
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Were his only audience |
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Them charcoal gypsy maidens |
| [01:42.400] |
Can strut their feathers well |
| [01:48.400] |
But nobody can sing the blues |
| [01:53.400] |
Like Blind Wwllie McTell |
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See them big plantations burning |
| [02:09.400] |
Hear the cracking of the whips |
| [02:15.400] |
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming |
| [02:20.400] |
See the ghosts of slavery ships |
| [02:26.400] |
I can hear them tribes a-moaning |
| [02:34.400] |
Hear that undertaker's bell |
| [02:40.400] |
Nobody can sing the blues |
| [02:45.400] |
Like Blind Willie McTell |
| [02:51.400] |
There's a woman by the river |
| [02:57.400] |
With some fine young handsome man |
| [03:03.400] |
He's dressed up like a squire |
| [03:10.400] |
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand |
| [03:15.400] |
There's a chain gang on the highway |
| [03:22.400] |
I can hear them rebels yell |
| [03:27.580] |
And I know no one can sing the blues |
| [03:33.500] |
Like Blind Willie McTell |
| [04:06.400] |
Well, God is in His heaven |
| [04:14.400] |
And we all want what's his |
| [04:20.400] |
But power and greed and corruptible seed |
| [04:25.400] |
Seem to be all that there is |
| [04:31.400] |
I'm gazing out the window |
| [04:38.400] |
Of the St.james Hotel |
| [04:44.400] |
And I know no one can sing the blues |
| [04:50.400] |
Like Blind willie McTell |
