A Stone's Throw

Seen the arrow on the doorpost Saying, "This land is condemned All the way from New Orleans To Jerusalem" I traveled through East Texas Where many martyrs fell And I know no one can sing the blues Like Blind Willie McTell Well, I heard that hoot

Chorus: Well I'm walkin through the city Spring is in the air I don't have no troubles Cherry blossoms everywhere Every time the phone rings, I think it might be you I tried to spend some time away But it all fades into blues... It's a secret affair.