Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I my home in Norfolk Virginia
on my mind
Straddled that greyhound, rode him past
On Caroline

Stopped in Charlotte and rock hill
And we never was a minute
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by
Rollin' 'cross the Georgia

We had motor trouble it turned into a
Half way Alabama
And that 'hound broke down and left us all
In Birmingham

Straight off, I bought me a through train
Ridin' 'cross clean
And I was on midnight flier out of Birmingham
Smoking New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of
help me get to Houston Town
There's people there who a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy

Sure as you're born, they bought me a suit
Put in my hands
And I woke up over Albuquerque
On a jet to the land

Workin' on a T-bone a la carte
Flying over to the state
Oh, when the pilot me us in thirteen minutes
He was headin' at the gate

Swing low sweet chariot, come down
to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool wings
And let me it to the telephone

Los give me Norfolk Virginia
four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the land callin'
And the poor boy's on the