Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Willie McTell

Seen the on the door post
Saying, "This is condemned"
All the way
From New Orleans to

I traveled through Texas
many martyrs fell
And I know one thing, can sing
Them blues like blind McTell

Well, I the hoot-owl singing
As they were taking the tents
The stars above all the barren
his only audience

Yeah, them charcoal maidens
Can strut their well
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them like blind Willie McTell

See them big a-burning
you hear the cracking of the whips?
Smell sweet magnolia blossom blooming
See the of the slavery ships

Well, I can hear them tribes
I can hear the undertaker's
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues like blind McTell

There's a woman, she's standing by the
She is with some fine handsome man
See all dressed just like a squire
He's got bootleg whiskey in his

Yeah, there's a chain-gang out on the
And I can hear them rebels
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues blind Willie McTell

God, oh God is in
And we all what is His
But the power and greed, the seed
to be all that there is

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