Promised Land - Elvis Presley
[Intro]
C
Ah, get on it!
[Verse 1]
C F
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind.
G C
I straddled that Greyhound, and rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline.
[Verse 2]
C F
We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across Alabam'.
G C
Well that hound broke down and left us all stranded, in downtown Birmingham.
[Verse 3]
C F
Right away I brought me a through train ticket, ridin' across Mississippi clean.
G C
And I was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham, smokin' into New Orleans.
[Verse 4]
C F
Somebody helped me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston Town.
G
There are people there who care a little about me,
C
and they won't let the poor boy down. Take it!
[Verse 5]
C F
Sure as you're born they brought me a silk suit, put luggage in my hand.
G C
And I woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised land.
[Verse 6]
C F
Working on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the golden state.
G C
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal gate.
[Pre-Chorus]
C F
Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone.
G C
Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone.
|[Chorus]
|C F
| Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o nine.
|G
| Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
| C
|and the poor boy's on the line.
[Verse 7]
C F
Working on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the golden state.
G C
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal gate.
[Pre-Chorus]
C F
Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone.
G C
Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone.
|[Chorus]
|C F
| Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o nine.
|G
| Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
| C
|and the poor boy's on the line.
Intro
C Ah, get on it!
Verse 1
I C left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my F mind.
I G straddled that Greyhound, and rode into Raleigh and on across CaroCline.
Verse 2
C We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across AlaFbam'.
Well that G hound broke down and left us all stranded, in downtown BirmingCham.
Verse 3
C Right away I brought me a through train ticket, ridin' across Mississippi F clean.
And I G was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham, smokin' into New OrleCans.
Verse 4
C Somebody helped me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston F Town.
G There are people there who care a little about me,
and they won't let the poor boy C down. Take it!
Verse 5
C Sure as you're born they brought me a silk suit, put luggage in my F hand.
And I G woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised C land.
Verse 6
C Working on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the golden F state.
G Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal C gate.
Pre-Chorus
C Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal F zone.
G Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the teleCphone.
Chorus
C Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o F nine.
G Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
and the poor boy's on the C line.
Verse 7
C Working on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the golden F state.
G Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal C gate.
Pre-Chorus
C Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal F zone.
G Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the teleCphone.
Chorus
C Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o F nine.
G Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
and the poor boy's on the C line.