Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I left my home in Norfolk
California on my
I that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh and on Caroline

We had motor that turn into a struggle
Halfway Alabama
And that hound broke down and us all stranded
In downtown

Right away I brought me a through train
across Mississippi clean
I was on midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smoking New Orleans

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

Sure as you're brought me a silk suit
Put in my hand
And I woke up over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised

Working on a T-bone a la carte
Flying over to the golden
When the pilot us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the gate

Swing low come down easy
Taxi to the zone
Cut your and cool your wings
And let me make it to the

Los Angeles give me Virginia
Tidewater four ten o
Tell the folks back home this is the land calling
And the poor boy is on the

Working on a T-bone steak a la
Flying over to the golden
When the pilot us in thirteen minutes
He would set us at the terminal

Swing low chariot down easy
Taxi to the terminal
Cut your engines and cool wings
And let me it to the telephone

Los give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o
Tell the folks back home is the promised land calling
And the boy is on the line