Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Willie Mctell

Seen the arrow on the post
Saying, "This is condemned
All the way from New to Jerusalem"
I traveled through East Texas where many fell
And I no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie

Well, I heard hoot owl singing
As they were taking the tents
The stars the barren trees
Were his audience

charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers
But can sing the blues
Like Willie McTell

See big plantations burning
the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia
See the ghosts of slavery

I can them tribes moaning
Hear the bell
Nobody can the blues
Like Blind Willie

a woman by the river
With some fine handsome man
dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his

There's a chain gang on the
I can them rebels yell
And I no one can sing the blues
Blind Willie McTell

Well, God is in
And we all want His
But and greed and corruptible seed
to be all that there is

I'm out the window
Of the St. Hotel
And I know no one can the blues
Like Willie McTell