Blind Willie Mctell

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Seen the arrow on the door post 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 one thing, nobody can sing them blues like blind
 willie mctell.

Well, i heard the hoot-owl singing as they were taking down
 the tents
The stars above all the barren trees were his only 
audience.
Yeah, them charcoal gypsy maidens can strut their feathers 
well
And i know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like blind
 willie mctell.

See them big plantations a-burning, can't you hear the 
cracking of the whips,
Smell that sweet magnolia blossom blooming, see the ghosts 
of the slavery ships.
Well, i can hear them tribes a-moanin', i can hear the 
undertaker's bell
And i know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like blind
 willie mctell.

There's a woman she's standing by the river, she is with 
some fine young handsome man
See he's all dressed just like a squire, he's got bootleg 
whiskey in his hand.
Yeah, there's a chain-gang out on the highway and i can 
hear them rebels yell
And i know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like blind
 willie mctell.

God, oh god is in heaven and we all want what is his

But the power and greed, the corruptible seed seems to be 
all that there is.
Hey, hey, i'm a-gazing out the window of the st. james 
hotel
And i know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like blind
 willie mctell.
Hey, hey, i know one thing, nobody can sing them blues like
 blind willie mctell.