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  • 作词 : Bob Dylan
    作曲 : Bob Dylan
    Seen the arrow on the doorpost

    Saying, this land is condemned

    All the way from new orleans
    To jerusalem.

    I traveled through east texas

    Where many martyrs fell

    And I know no one can sing the blues
    Like blind willie mctell

    Well, I heard the hoot owl singing

    As they were taking down the tents

    The stars above the barren trees
    Were his only audience

    Them charcoal gypsy maidens
    Can strut their feathers well

    But nobody can sing the blues
    Like blind willie mctell

    See them big plantations burning
    Hear the cracking of the whips

    Smell that sweet magnolia blooming

    see the ghosts of slavery ships

    I can hear them tribes a-moaning

    hear the undertakers bell

    nobody can sing the blues

    Like blind willie mctell

    Theres a woman by the river

    With some fine young handsome man
    Hes dressed up like a squire

    Bootlegged whiskey in his hand

    Theres a chain gang on the highway

    I can hear them rebels yell

    And I know no one can sing the blues
    Like blind willie mctell

    Well, God is in heaven

    And we all want whats his
    But power and greed and corruptible seed
    Seem to be all that there is

    Im gazing out the window

    Of the st. james hotel

    And I know no one can sing the blues
    Like blind willie mctell
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
    [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