The Promised Land

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The Osmonds - Pop

The Promised Land

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Duration: 3:07

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Lyrics

Riding down to Memphis on a cold and dusty train I got nothing in my pockets All I own is just my name Feeling kinda hungry And my clothes look awful bad But I gotta go see my baby And I'm gonna be mighty glad To get back to the promised land Yeah, got to make it any way I can Just got to taste that milk and honey One more time She's gonna take me by the hand Make me feel like a newborn man When I get back to my baby In the promised land I thumbed a ride to Frisco Hopped a train to Santa Fe Cause every morning there's a memory Keeps me moving on my way Now this special place I'm going Someone's waiting there for me And it's worth it all just knowing Just how good it's a gonna be To get back to the promised land Yeah, got to make it any way I can Just got to taste that milk and honey One more time She's gonna take me by the hand Make me feel like a newborn man When I get back to my baby In the promised land

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Credits

Writers
  • Mickey Buckins