Promised Land chords by Harry Dean Stanton

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Verse 1
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What's that song we do?
Rode that hound out of Birmingham
Smokin' into New Orleans
That's Promised Land
Let's see I left my home in Norfolk,
Virginia
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California on my mind
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Straddled that greyhound
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I rode him into Raleigh across Caroline.
We stopped in Charlotte,
bypassed Rock Hill,
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and there was a minute late.
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And 90 miles out of Atlanta by sundown,
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we're rolling out of Georgia State.
Then we had motor trouble,
it turned into a struggle
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halfway across Alabama.
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That hound broke down,
left us all stranded.
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In downtown Birmingham
Right away I bought me
a through -train ticket
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Ridin' across Mississippi clean
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I was on that midnight flyer
outta Birmingham
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Smokin' in the New Old Heat
Will somebody help me get
out of Louisiana
just to help me get to Houston town
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Cause there's people there
that care a little about me
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and they won't let this poor boy down
Sure as you're born,
they bought me a silk suit
and put the luggage in my hand
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And I woke up a high over Albuquerque
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Or a jet to the promised land
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Now I'm workin' on a T -Bone steak
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At a party flyin' over to the Golden State
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The pilot told us in 13 minutes
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we'd be landing at the terminal gate
Swing low, chariot, come down easy,
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taxi to the terminal zone
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Cut your engines and cool your wings,
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let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles, give me Norfolk,
Virginia, Tidewaterport, 1009
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Tell the folks back home
this is the promised land
They call it the poor boy's
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only land
Swing low, sweet cherry
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Swing low, chariot,
it'll come down easy
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Taxi to the terminal zone
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Cut your engines and cool your wings
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And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles, give me no fuck
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Virginia, Tidewater, 1409
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Tell the folks back home
this is the promised land they're callin'
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The poor boys on the line
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Yeah, tell the folks back home
this is the promised land they're callin'
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Poor boys on the line
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Yeah, tell the folks back home
this is the promised land they're callin'
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Poor boys on the line
Well, can we print it like that?
Like we're rehearsing it.