Elvis Presley - The promised land
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CI left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my Fmind
I G7straddled that Greyhound and
Rode him into Raleigh and on across CaroCline
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
Half way across AlaFbam
And that G7'Hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown BirmingCham
Right away I bought me a through train ticket
Riding across Mississippi Fclean
And I was G7on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking into New OrCleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston Ftown
There are G7people there who care a little about me
And they won't let a poor boy Cdown
Sure as you're born they bought me a silk suit
They put luggage in my Fhands
And I G7woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised Cland
We stopped at Charlotte we by passed Rock Hill
We never was a minute Flate
We was G7ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rolling out of Georgia Cstate
Working on a T-bone steak
I had a party flying over to the golden Fstate
When the G7pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
He would get us to the terminal Cgate
Swing Low Chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal Fdoor
G7Cut your engines and cool you wings
And let me make it to the teleCphone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater -1 - -9F
Tell the G7folks back home this is the promised land
Calling and the boy's on the Cline