MEAT LOAF - The Promised Land lyrics

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I left my home in norfolk, virginia, california on my mind<br>I straddled that greyhound and rode him into raleigh, and on across caroline<br>I had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across alabama<br>And that 'hound broke down and left me all stranded in downtown birmingham<br><br>Right away I bought me a through train ticket, ridin' across mississippi clean<br>And I was on the midnight flyer out of birmingham, smokin' into new orleans<br><br>Somebody helped me get out of louisiana, just to help me get to houston town<br>There are people there who care a little 'bout me<br>And they won't let a poor boy down<br><br>Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit, they put luggage in my hand<br>And I woke up high over albuquerque on a jet to the promised land<br><br>Workin' on a t-bone steak, I had a party flyin' over to the golden state<br>When the pilot told me in thirteen minutes<br>He would get us at the terminal zone<br><br>Swing low, chariot, come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone<br>Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone<br>Los angeles, give me norfolk, virginia, tidewater 41009<br>And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'<br>And the poor boy's on the line<br>(repeats 2x)<br><br>And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'<br>And their big boy's on the line