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Seen the arrow on the doorpost<br />Saying, "This land is condemned<br />All the way from New Orleans<br />To Jerusalem."<br />I traveled through East Texas<br />Where many martyrs fell<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />Well, I heard the hoot owl singing<br />As they were taking down the tents<br />The stars above the barren trees<br />Were his only audience<br />Them charcoal gypsy maidens<br />Can strut their feathers well<br />But nobody can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />See them big plantations burning<br />Hear the cracking of the whips<br />Smell that sweet magnolia blooming<br />(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships<br />I can hear them tribes a-moaning<br />(I can) hear the undertaker's bell<br />(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />There's a woman by the river<br />With some fine young handsome man<br />He's dressed up like a squire<br />Bootlegged whiskey in his hand<br />There's a chain gang on the highway<br />I can hear them rebels yell<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />Well, God is in heaven<br />And we all want what's his<br />But power and greed and corruptible seed<br />Seem to be all that there is<br />I'm gazing out the window<br />Of the St. James Hotel<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell
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Seen the arrow on the doorpost<br />Saying, "This land is condemned<br />All the way from New Orleans<br />To Jerusalem."<br />I traveled through East Texas<br />Where many martyrs fell<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />Well, I heard the hoot owl singing<br />As they were taking down the tents<br />The stars above the barren trees<br />Were his only audience<br />Them charcoal gypsy maidens<br />Can strut their feathers well<br />But nobody can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />See them big plantations burning<br />Hear the cracking of the whips<br />Smell that sweet magnolia blooming<br />(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships<br />I can hear them tribes a-moaning<br />(I can) hear the undertaker's bell<br />(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />There's a woman by the river<br />With some fine young handsome man<br />He's dressed up like a squire<br />Bootlegged whiskey in his hand<br />There's a chain gang on the highway<br />I can hear them rebels yell<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell<br /><br />Well, God is in heaven<br />And we all want what's his<br />But power and greed and corruptible seed<br />Seem to be all that there is<br />I'm gazing out the window<br />Of the St. James Hotel<br />And I know no one can sing the blues<br />Like Blind Willie McTell
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