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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.