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The Promised Land

Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia

California on my mind

Straddled that Greyhound and rode it into Raleigh

And on across CarolineWe stopped in Charlotte but we bypassed Rockhill

We never was a minute late

We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown

Rolling out of Georgia stateHad some motor trouble that turned into a struggle

Half way 'cross Alabam

That hound broke and left us

All stranded in downtown BirminghamSo right away I bought me a through train ticket

Right across Mississippi clean

And I was on that Special Flyer out of Birmingham

Smoking into New OrleansSomeone's got to help me get out of Louisiana

Just to help me get to Houston town

There's an uncle there who cares a little about me

And he won't let the poor boy downSure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit

Put some luggage in my hand

And I woke up high over Albuquerque

On a jet to the Promised LandWorking on a T-Bone steak a la carte

Flying over to the Golden State

When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes

He would have us at the terminal gateSwing down chariot, come down easy

Taxi to the terminal dome

Cut your engines, cool your wings

And let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles give me Norfolk, Virginia

Tidewater four-ten-O-nine

Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling

And the poor boy is on the lineLong distance information

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