Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my
Straddled Greyhound
Rode him in the
And on across

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

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

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

Sure as born they bought me a silk suit
Put a in my hands
And I woke up over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised

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

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

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

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

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

Los Angeles me Norfolk Virginia
four ten o nine
Tell the folks back home this is the Land calling
And the boy's on the line