[00:17.400]Seen the arrow on the doopost
[00:23.580]Saying, "This land is condemned“
[00:31.400]All the way from New Orleans
[00:37.400]To Jerusalem"
[00:42.580]I traveled through East Texas
[00:49.580]Where many martyrs fell
[00:55.400]And I know no one can sing the blues
[01:00.580]Like Blind Willie McTell
[01:10.400]Well, I heard that hoot owl singing
[01:17.580]As they were taking down the tents
[01:24.400]The stars above the barren trees
[01:29.400]Were his only audience
[01:35.400]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
[02:03.400]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