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I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind /
I straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh and on across Caroline /
We stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill we never was a minute late /
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rolling outta Georgia state /
We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabam' /
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham //

Right away, I bought me a through train ticket riding across Mississippi clean /
I was on that midnight flier out of Birmingham smoking into New Orleans /
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana just 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, they bought me a silk suit put luggage in my hand /
And I woke up high over Albuquerque on a jet to the promised land //

Working on a T-bone steak à la carte flying over to the Golden State /
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's on the line ///