Bob Dylan – Blind Willie Mctell chords

I decided to submit the best way to play this song. 

Capo on the first fret:

Intro | Dm | Dm A7 | Dm | Dm ||
          Dm     A7           Dm Am DmSeen the arrow on the doorpost
                  A7       Dm   Am DmSaying, "This land is condemned
        A7        C         GAll the way from New Orleans
Bb    C        Dm Am DmTo Jerusalem."
          A7                Dm Am DmI traveled through East Texas
           A7          Dm Am DmWhere many martyrs fell
             A7       C          GAnd I know no one can sing the blues
   Bb            C       Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell





        Dm         A7              Dm Am DmWell, I heard the hoot owl singing
               A7              Dm   Am DmAs they were taking down the tents
            A7        C         GThe stars above the barren trees
        Bb    C       Dm Am DmWere his only audience
             A7     Dm      Am DmThem charcoal gypsy maidens
               A7         Dm Am DmCan strut their feathers well
         A7     C              GBut nobody can sing the blues
    Bb           C         Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell






Dm        A7              Dm     Am DmSee them big plantations burning
         A7                Dm  Am DmHear the cracking of the whips
                 A7       C         GSmell that sweet magnolia blooming
              Bb        C         Dm(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships
                A7         Dm    Am DmI can hear them tribes a-moaning
                    A7        Dm(I can) hear the undertaker's bell
          A7          C      G(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues
Bb           C         Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell




          Dm   A7           Dm Am DmThere's a woman by the river
            A7                 Dm Am DmWith some fine young handsome man
                 A7           C     GHe's dressed up like a squire
Bb          C                 DmBootlegged whiskey in his hand
                    A7            Dm Am DmThere's a chain gang on the highway
        A7              Dm Am DmI can hear them rebels yell
               A7  C            GAnd I know no one can sing the blues
Bb        C            Dm Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell




      Dm      A7      Dm Am DmWell, God is in heaven
         A7             Dm Am DmAnd we all want what's his
               A7           C           GBut power and greed and corruptible seed
Bb           C             DmSeem to be all that there is
            A7            Dm Am DmI'm gazing out the window
           A7        Dm Am DmOf the St. James Hotel
             A7   C            GAnd I know no one can sing the blues
Bb           C       Dm  Am DmLike Blind Willie McTell

Coda | Dm A7 | Dm Am Dm | Dm A7 | Dm Am Dm |
     | Dm A7 | C G | Bb C | Dm Am Dm |
     | Dm A7 | Dm Am Dm | Dm A7 | Dm Am Dm
     | Dm A7 | C G| Bb C | Dm ||

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