Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I left my home in Virginia
on my mind
Straddled that
Rode him in the
And on across

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

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

help 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 they me a silk suit
Put a luggage in my
And I woke up high Albuquerque
On a jet to the land

Workin' on a steak a la carte
Flyin' over to the Golden
And the pilot told us in minutes
He would us to the terminal gate

Ah swing low come down easy
Taxi to the terminal
Cut your engines and your wings
And let me make it to the

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

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la
over to the Golden State
And the told us in thirteen minutes
He send us to the terminal 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 Virginia
Tidewater ten o nine
the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy's on the