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 through East Texas
Where many fell
And I know one thing, nobody can
Them blues like blind McTell

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

Yeah, charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut feathers well
And I know one thing, can sing
Them like blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations
Can't you hear the cracking of the
Smell that sweet blossom blooming
See the of the slavery ships

Well, I can hear tribes a-moanin'
I can hear the undertaker's
And I know one thing, can sing
Them blues like blind McTell

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

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

God, oh God is in
And we all what is His
But the power and greed, the seed
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 like blind McTell
Hey, hey, I know one thing, nobody can
blues like blind Willie McTell