Blind Willie McTell
Bob Dylan
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[Intro]Dm Dm A7 Dm Dm[Verse]Dm A7 Dm Am DmSeen the arrow on the doorpostA7 Dm Am DmSaying, "This land is condemnedA7 C GAll the way from New OrleansBb C Dm Am DmTo Jerusalem."A7 Dm Am DmI traveled through East TexasA7 Dm Am DmWhere many martyrs fellA7 C GAnd I know no one can sing the bluesBb C Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell[Chorus]Dm A7 Dm Am DmWell, I heard the hoot owl singingA7 Dm Am DmAs they were taking down the tentsA7 C GThe stars above the barren treesBb C Dm Am DmWere his only audienceA7 Dm Am DmThem charcoal gypsy maidensA7 Dm Am DmCan strut their feathers wellA7 C GBut nobody can sing the bluesBb C Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell[Verse]Dm A7 Dm Am DmSee them big plantations burningA7 Dm Am DmHear the cracking of the whipsA7 C GSmell that sweet magnolia bloomingBb C Dm(And) see the ghosts of slavery shipsA7 Dm Am DmI can hear them tribes a-moaningA7 Dm(I can) hear the undertaker's bellA7 C G(Yeah), nobody can sing the bluesBb C Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell[Verse]Dm A7 Dm Am DmThere's a woman by the riverA7 Dm Am DmWith some fine young handsome manA7 C GHe's dressed up like a squireBb C DmBootlegged whiskey in his handA7 Dm Am DmThere's a chain gang on the highwayA7 Dm Am DmI can hear them rebels yellA7 C GAnd I know no one can sing the bluesBb C Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell[Verse]Dm A7 Dm Am DmWell, God is in heavenA7 Dm Am DmAnd we all want what's hisA7 C GBut power and greed and corruptible seedBb C DmSeem to be all that there isA7 Dm Am DmI'm gazing out the windowA7 Dm Am DmOf the St. James HotelA7 C GAnd I know no one can sing the bluesBb C Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell[Outro]Dm A7 Dm Am Dm Dm A7 Dm Am DmDm A7 C G Bb C Dm Am Dm
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