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
Where many martyrs
And I one thing, nobody can sing
blues like blind Willie McTell

Well, I heard the hoot-owl
As they taking down the tents
The stars all the barren trees
his only audience

Yeah, charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut feathers well
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them blues like blind McTell

See them big a-burning
Can't you the cracking of the whips?
Smell that sweet magnolia blossom
See the ghosts of the slavery

Well, I can hear them a-moanin'
I can hear the bell
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them blues like blind McTell

There's a woman, standing by the river
She is with some young handsome man
See he's all just like a squire
He's got bootleg in his hand

Yeah, there's a chain-gang out on the
And I can hear them rebels
And I know one thing, can sing
blues like blind Willie McTell

God, oh God is in
And we all want is His
But the power and greed, the corruptible
Seems to be all there is

Hey, hey, I'm a-gazing out the
Of the St. James
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them like blind Willie McTell
Hey, hey, I know one thing, nobody can
Them like blind Willie McTell