Luyện nghe bài hát Blind Willie McTell

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

I traveled through East
Where many fell
And I know one thing, can sing
Them blues blind Willie McTell

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

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

See them big plantations
Can't you hear the of the whips?
Smell that magnolia blossom blooming
See the of the slavery ships

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

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

Yeah, a chain-gang out on the highway
And I can them rebels yell
And I one thing, nobody can sing
Them blues like Willie McTell

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

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