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Promised Land

The Lincolns
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Well, I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind Straddled that Greyhound road And then a-rollin' on across Caroline My hat and motor trouble turned into a struggle Halfway across Alabama When the Hound broke down and left us all stranded In downtown Birmingham Right away I bought me a through train ticket Ridin' cross Mississippi clean And on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham A-smokin' into New Orleans Somebody help me get out of Louisiana Help me get to Houston town There are people there who care a bit about me And they won't let a poor boy down, well Soon as you were born, they bought you a silk suit And put luggage in your hand And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised land Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte Flyin' through the Golden State When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines, 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 callin' And a poor boy is on the line, well Soon as you were born, they bought me a silk suit And put luggage in my hand And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised land Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte Flyin' through the Golden State When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes He would set us at the terminal gate Swing low chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines, 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 callin' And a poor boy is on the line, well