Blind Willie McTell-Bob Dylan

[00:00.69]Artist：bob dylan [00:02.43]Songs Title：blind willie mctell [00:05.24] [00:19.03]Seen the arrow on the doorpost [00:24.40] [00:25.40]Saying, this land is condemned [00:29.27] [00:32.57]All the way from new orleans [00:38.75]To jerusalem. [00:42.06] [00:43.87]I traveled through east texas [00:47.84] [00:50.71]Where many martyrs fell [00:55.08] [00:56.21]And I know no one can sing the blues [01:01.82]Like blind willie mctell [01:06.00] [01:10.87]Well, I heard the hoot owl singing [01:15.92] [01:18.11]As they were taking down the tents [01:21.85] [01:24.16]The stars above the barren trees [01:28.90]Were his only audience [01:32.64] [01:35.44]Them charcoal gypsy maidens [01:42.18]Can strut their feathers well [01:46.18] [01:48.36]But nobody can sing the blues [01:53.54]Like blind willie mctell [01:57.70] [02:03.57]See them big plantations burning [02:09.75]Hear the cracking of the whips [02:12.91] [02:15.28]Smell that sweet magnolia blooming [02:18.85] [02:20.22]see the ghosts of slavery ships [02:24.72] [02:26.65]I can hear them tribes a-moaning [02:30.41] [02:33.72]hear the undertakers bell [02:37.21] [02:39.86]nobody can sing the blues [02:44.05] [02:45.23]Like blind willie mctell [02:48.79] [02:50.72]Theres a woman by the river [02:54.95] [02:57.57]With some fine young handsome man [03:03.75]Hes dressed up like a squire [03:06.43] [03:09.93]Bootlegged whiskey in his hand [03:13.73] [03:14.92]Theres a chain gang on the highway [03:18.97] [03:21.66]I can hear them rebels yell [03:25.15] [03:27.65]And I know no one can sing the blues [03:33.45]Like blind willie mctell [03:37.63] [04:06.52]Well, God is in heaven [04:10.27] [04:13.82]And we all want whats his [04:19.69]But power and greed and corruptible seed [04:25.30]Seem to be all that there is [04:29.55] [04:31.86]Im gazing out the window [04:35.79] [04:37.97]Of the st. james hotel [04:41.90] [04:43.96]And I know no one can sing the blues [04:49.83]Like blind willie mctell