Текст песни Meat Loaf - The Promised Land
Meat Loaf - The Promised Land слова песни
I left my home in norfolk, virginia, california on my mindI straddled that greyhound and rode him into raleigh, and on across carolineI had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across alabamaAnd that hound broke down and left me all stranded in downtown birminghamRight away I bought me a through train ticket, ridin across mississippi cleanAnd I was on the midnight flyer out of birmingham, smokin into new orleansSomebody helped me get out of louisiana, just to help me get to houston townThere are people there who care a little bout meAnd they wont let a poor boy downSure as youre born, they bought me a silk suit, they put luggage in my handAnd I woke up high over albuquerque on a jet to the promised landWorkin on a t-bone steak, I had a party flyin over to the golden stateWhen the pilot told me in thirteen minutesHe would get us at the terminal zoneSwing low, chariot, come down easy, taxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephoneLos angeles, give me norfolk, virginia, tidewater 41009And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callinAnd the poor boys on the line(repeats 2x)And tell the folks back home this is the promised land callinAnd their big boys on the line