Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Willie McTell

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

I traveled East Texas
Where martyrs fell
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues like Willie McTell

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

Yeah, them charcoal gypsy
Can their feathers well
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them blues blind Willie McTell

See big plantations a-burning
Can't you hear the of the whips?
Smell that magnolia blossom blooming
See the ghosts of the ships

Well, I can them tribes a-moanin'
I can the undertaker's bell
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them like blind Willie McTell

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

Yeah, there's a out on the highway
And I can hear them rebels
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them blues like Willie McTell

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

Hey, hey, I'm a-gazing out the
Of the St. James
And I know one thing, can sing
Them blues like Willie McTell
Hey, hey, I know one thing, can sing
blues like blind Willie McTell