Luyện nghe bài hát The Promised Land

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

I had motor trouble turned into a struggle
Halfway across
And that Hound broke and left me all stranded
In downtown

Right away I brought me a through train
across Mississippi clean
And I was on midnight flyer out of Birmingham
into New Orleans

Somebody me get out of Louisiana
to help me get to Houston Town
I have people there who a little about me
And I won't let a poor boy

Sure as born, they bought me a silk suit
And put luggage in my
And I woke up high Albuquerque
On a jet to the Promised

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

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

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

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

Los Angeles, give me Norfolk,
Tidewater four ten o
And tell the folks home this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor boy is on the

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