Chuck Berry - Promised Land Lyrics
I left my home in norfolk virginia,California on my mind.Straddled that greyhound, rode him past raleigh,On across caroline.Stopped in charlotte and bypassed rock hill,And we never was a minute late.We was ninety miles out of atlanta by sundown,Rollin cross the georgia state.We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,Half way cross alabam,And that hound broke down and left us all strandedIn downtown birmingham.Straight off, I bought me a through train ticket,Ridin cross mississippi cleanAnd I was on that midnight flyer out of birminghamSmoking into new orleans.Somebody help me get out of louisianaJust help me get to houston town.Theres people there who care a little bout meAnd they wont let the poor boy down.Sure as youre born, they bought me a silk suit,Put luggage in my hands,And I woke up high over albuquerqueOn a jet to the promised land.Workin on a t-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the golden state;The pilot told me in thirteen minutesWed be headin in the terminal gate.Swing low sweet chariot, come down easyTaxi to the terminal zone;Cut your engines, cool your wings,And let me make it to the telephone.Los angeles give me norfolk virginia,Tidewater four ten o nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land callinAnd the poor boys on the line
