Promised Land - Take 5
Here we go, we still gonna listen to the uh, five
One, two
A one, two, three
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston Town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Alberquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes he would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los 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 line
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston Town
There's an uncle there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak à la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Pilot told us in 13 minutes he would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los 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 line
Okay
One, two
A one, two, three
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound and rode into Raleigh
And on across Caroline
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston Town
There are people there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Alberquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the golden state
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes he would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los 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 line
Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston Town
There's an uncle there who care a little about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hand
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Working on a T-bone steak à la carte
Flying over to the golden state
Pilot told us in 13 minutes he would set us at the terminal gate
Swing low chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
Los 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 line
Okay
Credits
Writer(s): Chuck Berry
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Other Album Tracks
- I Got A Feelin' In My Body - Take 1
- Find Out What's Happening - Takes 8-7
- Promised Land - Take 4
- For Ol' Times Sake - Take 4
- I've Got A Thing About You, Babe - Take 14
- It's Midnight - Take 7
- If You Talk In Your Sleep - Take 5
- Loving Arms - Take 2
- You Asked Me To - Take 3A
- Good Time Charlie's Got the Blues - Take 8
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