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Promised Land  Elvis Presley



Promised Land
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Standard tuning.

Intro: A
Ah, get on it!
I [A]left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my [D]mind.
I [E]straddled that Greyhound, and rode into Raleigh and on across Caro[A]line.
Stopped in Charlotte we bypassed Rock Hill, We never was a minute late
We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rollin' out of Georgia state.
[A]We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across Ala[D]bam'.
Well that [E]hound broke down and left us all stranded, in downtown Birming[A]ham.
[A]Right away I brought me a through train ticket, ridin' across Mississippi [D]clean.
And I [E]was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham, smokin' into New Orle[A]ans.
[A]Somebody helped me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston [D]Town.
[E]There are folks there who care a little about me,
and they won't let the poor boy [A]down. Take it!
[A]Sure as you're born they bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my [D]hand.
And I [E]woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised [A]land.
[A]Working on a T-bone steak a-la-carte flyin' over to the golden [D]state.
[E]Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal [A]gate.
[A]Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal [D]zone.
[E]Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the tele[A]phone.
[A]Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o [D]nine.
[E]Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
and the poor boy's on the [A]line.
[A]Working on a T-bone steak a-la-carte flyin' over to the golden [D]state.
[E]Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the terminal [A]gate.
[A]Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal [D]zone.
[E]Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the tele[A]phone.
[A]Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o [D]nine.
[E]Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
and the poor boy's on the [A]line.

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