Promised Land

Lyrics
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind Caught a bus and rode past Raleigh On across Caroline We had motor trouble, it turned into a struggle Half way cross Alabam And that hound broke down and left us all stranded In downtown Birmingham Straight off, I bought me a through-train ticket Halfway cross Alabam I didn't go and I rode that sucker All the way down yonder land Somebody help me get out of Mississippi Just help me get to Houston town There's people there who care a little 'bout me And they won't let the poor boy down Sure as I'm born, they bought me a silk suit Put money in my hands And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised land Right away had me t-bone steak a la carte so lean Flying over to the golden state The pilot told me it won't be long Wed be headin' in the terminal gate I know what I'm gonna do soon as I leave this plane Headed for the telephone call back home and this is what I'm sayin': "Operator, won't you please dial Tidewater four ten oh nine This is the poor boy callin' from the promised land"
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Credits
- Writers
- Chuck Berry