The Promised Land
Riding down to Memphis
on a cold and dusty train
I got nothing in my pockets
all I own is just my name
Feeling kinda hungry and
my clothes look awful bad
But I gotta go see my baby
and I'm gonna be mighty glad
To get back to the promised land
Yeah, got to make it any way I can
Just got to taste that milk
and honey one more time
She's gonna take me by the hand
Make me feel like a new born man
When I get back to my
baby in the promised land
I thumbed a ride to Frisco,
hopped a train to Santa Fe
Cause every morning there's a
memory keeps me
moving on my way
Now this special place I'm going,
someone's waiting there for me
And it's worth it all just knowing
just how good it's a gonna be
To get back to the promised land
Yeah, got to make it any way I can
Just got to taste that milk
and honey one more time
She's gonna take me by the hand
Make me feel like a new born man
When I get back to my baby
in the promised land
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