Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I left my home in Virginia
California on my
that Greyhound
Rode him in the
And on Caroline

We had motor it turned into a struggle
Half way Alabam'
And hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown

Right away I brought me a through train
Ridin' cross clean
I was on that flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' New Orleans

Somebody me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to town
There are people who care a little 'bout me
And won't let the poor boy down

Sure as you're born bought me a silk suit
Put a in my hands
And I woke up high over
On a jet to the promised

Workin' on a steak a la carte
Flyin' over to the State
And the pilot told us in thirteen
He send us to the terminal gate

Ah swing low chariot come down
Taxi to the zone
Cut your and cool your wings
And let me make it to the

Los give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater ten o nine
the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy's on the

on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flyin' over to the Golden
And the pilot us in thirteen minutes
He would send us to the gate

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

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