Luyện nghe bài hát The Promised Land

I left my in Norfolk, Virginia
California on my
I straddled that Greyhound and rode it Raleigh
And on across

I had motor trouble turned into a struggle
across Alabama
And that Hound broke down and me all stranded
In Birmingham

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

help me get out of Louisiana
Just to help me get to Houston
I have people who care a little about me
And I won't let a boy down

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk
And put in my hand
And I woke up high Albuquerque
On a jet to the Land

on a T-bone steak
I had a party over to the Golden State
When the told me in thirteen minutes
He set us at the terminal gate

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

Los Angeles, me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater ten o nine
And tell the back home this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy is on the

You to swing low chariot, come down easy
Taxi to the Terminal
cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me it to the telephone

Los Angeles, me Norfolk, Virginia
Tidewater ten o nine
And tell the folks back this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy is on the

And tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land
And the boy is on the line