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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizePromised Land
Promised Land(Words & music by Chuck Berry)I left my home in Norfolk VirginiaCalifornia on my mindI straddled that GreyhoundAnd rode into RaleighAnd on across CarolineWe had motor trouble that turn into a struggleHalfway across Alabam'And that hound broke down and left us all strandedIn downtown BirminghamRight away I brought me a through train ticketRidin' across Mississippi cleanAnd I was on that midnight flyer out of BirminghamSmoking into New OrleansSomebody help me get out of LouisianaJust to help me get to Houston TownThere are people there who care a little about meAnd they won't let the poor boy downSure as you're born brought me a silk suitPut luggage in my handAnd I woke up high over AlburquerqueOn a jet to the promised landWorking on a T-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the golden stateAh when the pilot told us in thirteen minutesHe would set us at the terminal gateSwing low chariot come down easyTaxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wingsAnd let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles give me Norfolk VirginiaTidewater four ten o nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land callingAnd the poor boy is on the lineWorking on a T-bone steak a la carteFlying over to the golden stateAh when the pilot told us in thirteen minutesHe would set us at the terminal gateSwing low chariot come down easyTaxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wingsAnd let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles give me Norfolk VirginiaTidewater four ten o nineTell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
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