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[00:20.000]Seen the arrow on the doorpost
[00:22.370]Saying, "This land is condemned"
[00:32.270]All the way from New Orleans
[00:38.500]To Jerusalem."
[00:43.760]I traveled through East Texas
[00:50.430]Where many martyrs fell
[00:55.840]And I know no one can sing the blues
[01:02.010]Like Blind Willie McTell
[01:10.500]Well, I heard the hoot owl singing
[01:17.460]As they were taking down the tents
[01:24.460]The stars above the barren trees
[01:26.560]Were his only audience
[01:38.930]Them charcoal gypsy maidens
[01:42.890]Can strut their feathers well
[01:48.400]But nobody can sing the blues
[01:51.160]Like Blind Willie McTell
[02:04.380]See them big plantations burning
[02:09.280]Hear the cracking of the whips
[02:15.040]Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
[02:20.460](And) see the ghosts of slavery ships
[02:25.940]I can hear them tribes a-moaning
[02:31.990](I can) hear the undertaker's bell
[02:40.070](Yeah), nobody can sing the blues
[02:44.430]Like Blind Willie McTell
[02:51.500]There's a woman by the river
[02:57.500]With some fine young handsome man
[03:02.980]He's dressed up like a squire
[03:08.990]Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
[03:13.550]There's a chain gang on the highway
[03:21.920]I can hear them rebels yell
[03:28.560]And I know no one can sing the blues
[03:32.660]Like Blind Willie McTell
[04:05.290]Well, God is in his heaven
[04:12.570]And we all want what's his
[04:18.740]But power and greed and corruptible seed
[04:24.000]Seem to be all that there is
[04:30.320]I'm gazing out the window
[04:36.340]Of the St. James Hotel
[04:42.500]And I know no one can sing the blues
[04:48.400]Like Blind Willie McTell
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