Blind Willie McTell chords

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Sing the arrow _ B _ _ _ .
Em on the A doorpost, G _ _ A _ .
_ Em _ _ _ _ B saying this land Em is condemned.
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Bm _ _ Em _ _ _ B All the way _ _ D from New A _ .
Orleans _ C to _ _ _ D _ .
_ Em Jerusalem.
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_ I _ travel B _ _ .
through Em East Texas, _ _ _ .
_ Bm _ Em _ _ where many Bm _ .
_ Em martyrs fell.
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_ Bm _ _ Em _ And I know Bm one thing, _ D _ _ nobody A can sing C them blues like D Brian or Willie Em _ _ _ _ .
Macdowell.
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_ _ Well I _ Bm heard the blue Em dolls singing.
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_ F#m _ _ Em _ _ _ B They were taking _ Em down that fence, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ B stars above.
_ D _ Over A there in the trees, _ C _ _ _ D where his only Em audience.
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Yeah, them charcoal _ B _ .
_ gypsy Em maidens, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ can't strut B their feathers Em well.
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_ _ _ _ And I know one B thing, _ D _ _ nobody A can sing C them blues G like D Brian or Willie Em _ Macdowell.
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See _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ the big _ _ B _ .
plantations Em are burning.
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_ B _ _ Em _ Can't you B hear the cracking Em of the whips.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ B Smell that sweet _ D magnolia, _ blossom A _ .
blooming.
_ C _ _ _ D See the ghosts of the slavery Em ships.
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Well I can hear _ B them drive Em the morgans.
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I _ Em _ _ can B hear the _ _ Em undertaker's bell.
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_ _ _ _ And I know B one thing, _ D _ _ nobody A can sing C them blues D like Brian or Willie Em _ _ Macdowell.
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_ _ There's a woman, _ she's B standing Em by the river.
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_ _ _ _ She is with B some fine young Em handsome man.
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he's all dressed D _ just like A a spider.
_ _ C _ He's got D bootleg whiskey in Em his hand.
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Well there's a chain gang B _ .
_ out E on the Bm highway.
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G _ Bm _ _ Em _ And I can hear B them rebels _ Em yell.
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_ D _ _ Em _ And I B know one thing, _ D _ _ nobody A can sing C them blues like D Brian or Willie Em _ _ _ _ .
Macdowell.
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Oh God is in heaven, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ B and we all want Em what is his.
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Bm But _ Em _ the power B and greed, _ D _ the A corruptible sea, _ C _ seems to be D all that's left Em here.
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Yeah I'm a-gazing _ B _ .
_ out Em the window G _ _ .
_ _ _ Em _ _ of B Harvey St.
James Em Hotel.
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Bm And _ Em _ I know B one _ thing, D _ _ nobody A can sing C them blues like D Brian or Willie Em _ _ _ _ .
Macdowell.
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thing, _ D _ _ nobody A can sing _ C them blues D like Brian or Willie Em _ _ _ Macdowell.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh _ _ _ G _ _ God C# is in Em heaven.
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