Blind Willie Mc Tell

Artist Name: 
Bob Dylan
Stolen from OLGA. From: Harlan L Thompson (harlant@uhunix.uhcc.Hawaii.Edu)
BLIND WILLIE McTELL Words and music by Bob Dylan Ebm Bb Ebm Seen the arrow on
the doorpost Bb Ebm Saying this land is condemned Bb Db Ab B Db Ebm All the way
from New Orleans to Jeruselem Bb Ebm I travelled to East Texas Bb Ebm Where
many martyrs fell Bb Db Ab And I know no one can sing the blues B Db Ebm Like
Blind Willie McTell Well I heard that hooter singing As they were taking down
the tents The stars above the barren trees Were his only audience Them charcoal
gypsy maidens Can strut their feathers well But nobody can sing the blues like
Blind Willie McTell See them big plantations burning Hear the cracking of the
whips Smell that sweet magnolia blooming See the ghosts of slavery ships I can
hear them tribes a moaning Hear that undertaker's bell Nobody can sing the
blues like Blind Willie McTell There's a woman by the river With some fine
young handsome man He's dressed up like a squire Bootleg whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on a highway I can hear them rebels yell But I know no one
can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell Well God is up in Heaven And we are
what was his But power,greed and corruptable seed Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window of the St. James Hotel And I know no one can sing the
blues like Blind Willie McTell (originally done around 1983, released as part
of The Bootleg Series, 1-3) (sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)