Bob Dylan - Blind willie mctell

Seen the ^Dmarrow ^Aon the ^Dmdoorpost ^DmSaying this land^A is con^Dmdemned ^DmAll the ^Away from ^CNew Or^Gleans^Bb to Je^Cruse^Dmlem I ^Dmtravelled^A to East ^DmTexas ^DmWhere many ^Amartyrs ^Dmfell ^DmAnd I know ^Ano one can^C sing the ^Gblues like ^BbBlind ^CWillie ^DmMcTell

^DmWell I ^Aheard that hooter ^Dmsinging ^DmAs they were ^Ataking down the ^Dmtents ^DmThe stars a^Above the ^Cbarren ^Gtrees, Were his^Bb only ^Caudi^Dmence ^DmThem charcoal^A gypsy ^Dmmaidens ^DmCan strut their ^Afeathers ^Dmwell ^DmBut nobo^Ady can ^Csing the ^Gblues like^Bb Blind ^CWillie Mc^DmTell

^DmSee them ^Abig plantations ^Dmburning ^DmHear the ^Acracking of the ^Dmwhips ^DmSmell that ^Asweet magnolia ^Cbloomin^Gg, See the ^Bbghosts of^C slavery ^Dmships ^DmI can ^Ahear them tribes a ^Dmmoaning ^DmHear that ^Aundertaker's ^Dmbell ^DmNobo^Ady can ^Csing the ^Gblues like^Bb Blind ^CWillie Mc^DmTell

^DmThere's a woman ^Aby the ^Dmriver ^DmWith some ^Afine young handsome ^Dmman ^DmHe's dressed up^A like a ^Csquire^G, ^BbBootleg ^Cwhiskey in his ^Dmhand ^DmThere's a chain ^Agang on a ^Dmhighway ^DmI can ^Ahear them rebels ^Dmyell ^DmBut I know ^Ano one can^C sing the ^Gblues like ^BbBlind ^CWillie ^DmMcTell

^DmWell ^AGod is up in ^DmHeaven ^DmAnd ^Awe are what was ^Dmhis ^DmBut power,^Agreed and ^Ccorruptable ^Gseed, ^BbSeem to be ^Call that there ^Dmis ^DmI'm ^Agazing out the ^Dmwindow ^Dmof the ^ASt. James ^DmHotel ^DmAnd I know ^Ano one can^C sing the ^Gblues like ^BbBlind ^CWillie ^DmMcTell