Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

I left my in Norfolk Virginia
on my mind
Straddled Greyhound
Rode him in the
And on across

We had motor trouble it into a struggle
way across Alabam'
And that hound broke down and us all stranded
In downtown

Right away I me a through train ticket
Ridin' cross clean
I was on that flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of
Just help me get to town
There are people there who a little 'bout me
And they won't let the poor boy

Sure as you're born they me a silk suit
Put a luggage in my
And I woke up high Albuquerque
On a jet to the land

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la
Flyin' to the Golden State
And the told us in thirteen minutes
He would send us to the gate

Ah swing low come down easy
Taxi to the terminal
Cut your engines and cool wings
And let me it to the telephone

Los Angeles give me Virginia
Tidewater four ten o
the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling
And the boy's on the line

Workin' on a T-bone a la carte
over to the Golden State
And the pilot us in thirteen minutes
He would send us to the gate

Swing low chariot come easy
Taxi to the terminal
Cut your engines and your wings
And let me make it to the

Los Angeles give me Norfolk
Tidewater ten o nine
Tell the back home this is the Promised Land calling
And the poor on the line