Promised Land

Chuck Berry

Original Key <B>

I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound,
and rolled him into Raleigh and on across Caroline

Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill
And we never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state

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

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Right away I bought me a through train ticket
Ridin' cross Mississippi clean
And I was on that midnight flier out of Birmingham
Smoking into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just 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 they bought me a silk suit
Put luggage in my hands
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land


Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flying over to the Golden State
Oh when the pilot told me in thirteen minutes
He would set us the terminal gate

Swing low sweet 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's on the line