歌曲 | Promised Land (alt. take 5) |
歌手 | Elvis Presley |
专辑 | Platinum - A Life In Music |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Chuck Berry Music:Chuck Berry | |
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia | |
California on my mind | |
I straddled that Greyhound | |
And rode into Raleigh | |
And on across Caroline | |
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle | |
Halfway across Alabam' | |
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded | |
In downtown Birmingham | |
Right away I brought me a through train ticket | |
Ridin' across Mississippi clean | |
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham | |
Smoking into New Orleans | |
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana | |
Just to help me get to Houston Town | |
There are people there who care a little about me | |
And they won't let the poor boy down | |
Sure as you're born brought me a silk suit | |
Put luggage in my hand | |
And I woke up high over Alberquerque | |
On a jet to the promised land | |
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line | |
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line |
Lyrics: Chuck Berry Music: Chuck Berry | |
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia | |
California on my mind | |
I straddled that Greyhound | |
And rode into Raleigh | |
And on across Caroline | |
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle | |
Halfway across Alabam' | |
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded | |
In downtown Birmingham | |
Right away I brought me a through train ticket | |
Ridin' across Mississippi clean | |
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham | |
Smoking into New Orleans | |
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana | |
Just to help me get to Houston Town | |
There are people there who care a little about me | |
And they won' t let the poor boy down | |
Sure as you' re born brought me a silk suit | |
Put luggage in my hand | |
And I woke up high over Alberquerque | |
On a jet to the promised land | |
Working on a Tbone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line | |
Working on a Tbone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line |
Lyrics: Chuck Berry Music: Chuck Berry | |
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia | |
California on my mind | |
I straddled that Greyhound | |
And rode into Raleigh | |
And on across Caroline | |
We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle | |
Halfway across Alabam' | |
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded | |
In downtown Birmingham | |
Right away I brought me a through train ticket | |
Ridin' across Mississippi clean | |
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham | |
Smoking into New Orleans | |
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana | |
Just to help me get to Houston Town | |
There are people there who care a little about me | |
And they won' t let the poor boy down | |
Sure as you' re born brought me a silk suit | |
Put luggage in my hand | |
And I woke up high over Alberquerque | |
On a jet to the promised land | |
Working on a Tbone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line | |
Working on a Tbone steak a la carte | |
Flying over to the golden state | |
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes | |
He would set us at the terminal gate | |
Swing low chariot come down easy | |
Taxi to the terminal zone | |
Cut your engines and cool your wings | |
And let me make it to the telephone | |
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia | |
Tidewater four ten o nine | |
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling | |
And the poor boy is on the line |