[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bob Dylan[00:05.227]Seen the arrow on the doorpost[00:09.344]Saying "This land is condemned[00:13.800]All the way from New Orleans[00:16.534]To Jerusalem"[00:19.915]Well, I traveled through East Texas[00:24.287]Where many martyrs fell[00:28.171]And I know no one can sing the blues[00:31.143]Like Blind Willie McTell[00:40.312]Hmm, I heard that hoot owl singing[00:45.081]As they were taking down the tents[00:50.063]The stars above the barren trees[00:53.552]Was his only audience[00:58.679]Them charcoal gypsy maidens[01:03.300]Can strut their feathers well[01:08.322]But nobody can sing the blues[01:11.160]Like Blind Willie McTell[01:35.954]See them big plantations burning[01:40.199]Hear the cracking of the whips[01:44.146]Smell that sweet magnolia blooming[01:46.745]See the ghosts of slavery ships[01:53.571]I can hear them tribes moaning[01:57.463]Hear that undertaker's bell[02:01.794]And I know no one can sing the blues[02:05.255]Like Blind Willie McTell[02:28.009]There's a woman by the river[02:32.727]With some fine young handsome man[02:37.722]He's dressed up like a squire[02:40.219]Bootlegged whiskey in his hand[02:45.636]There's a chain gang on the highway[02:50.259]I can hear them rebels yell[02:54.599]And I know no one can sing the blues[02:58.097]Like Blind Willie McTell[03:21.589]God is in His heaven[03:25.677]And we all want what's His[03:29.654]But power and greed and corruptible seed[03:34.008]Seem to be all that there is[03:38.387]I'm gazing out the window[03:42.014]Of the old St. James Hotel[03:46.627]And I know no one can sing the blues[03:50.016]Like Blind Willie McTell