Luyện nghe bài hát The Promised Land

I left my home in Norfolk,
on my mind
I stranded that
And in into Raleigh and on across Caroline

We stopped in Charlotte to Rockhill
We was a minute late
We were ninety miles out of by sundown
Rollin' out of state

We had motor trouble that into a struggle
across Alabama
And that bow broke
And us all stranded in downtown Birmingham

Right away I bought me a train ticket
Got across clean
And I was on that Midnight out of Birmingham
into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of
Help me get to Houston
are people there who care a little 'bout me
And they won't put the poor boy

Georgia born, bought me a silk suit
And put in my hand
And I woke up high over
On a jet to the land

Workin' on a [Incomprehensible] ala cartee
Flyin' to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in thirteen
He set us at the terminal gate

Swing low chariot, come easy
to the terminal door
Cut your engines and your wings
And let me make it to the

And Los Angeles, me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater ten o nine
Tell all the folks home
It's the promised land callin' and the poor boy is on the