Promised Land Lyrics - Babylon - W.a.s.p.

I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia 

California on my mind 

Straddled that Greyhound 

Rode him in the Raleigh 

And on across Caroline 

We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle 

Half way 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' cross Mississippi clean 

I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham 

Smokin' into New Orleans 

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Somebody help me get out of Louisiana 

Just help me get to Houston town 

There are people there who care a little 'bout me 

And they won't let the poor boy down 

Sure as you're born, they bought me a silk suit 

Put a luggage in my hands 

And I woke up high over Albuquerque 

On a jet to the promised land 

Workin' on a t-bone steak a la carte 

Flyin' over to the Golden State 

And the pilot told us in thirteen minutes 

He would send us to the terminal gate 

Ah, 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-oh-nine 

Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling 

And the poor boy's on the line 

Workin' on a t-bone steak a la carte 

Flyin' over to the Golden State 

And the pilot told us in thirteen minutes 

He would send us to 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-oh-nine 

Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling 

And the poor boy's on the line