Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I left my in Norfolk Virginia
on my mind
Straddled Greyhound
Rode him in the
And on Caroline

We had motor trouble it into a struggle
way across Alabam'
And that hound broke down and left us all
In Birmingham

Right away I brought me a train ticket
cross Mississippi clean
I was on that midnight flyer out of
into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of
help me get to Houston town
There are people there who care a 'bout me
And they won't let the boy down

Sure as you're born they me a silk suit
Put a luggage in my
And I up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the land

Workin' on a T-bone a la carte
over to the Golden State
And the pilot told us in thirteen
He would us to the terminal gate

Ah swing low come down easy
Taxi to the 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 is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy's on the

Workin' on a T-bone a la carte
Flyin' to the Golden State
And the pilot told us in minutes
He send us to the terminal gate

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

Los Angeles give me Norfolk
Tidewater four ten o
Tell the folks back this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor on the line