Guitar chords Promised Land

Key:  A
    
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I left my home in Norfolk Virginia California on my mind.
    
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I straddled that Greyhound, and rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline.
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We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle, halfway across Alabam'.
                    
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Well that hound broke down and left us all stranded, in downtown Birmingham.
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D
 
Right away I brought me a through train ticket, ridin' across Mississippi
clean.
            
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And I was on the midnight flyer out of Birmingham, smokin' into New Orleans.
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D
 
Somebody helped me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston
Town.
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There are people there who care a little about me,
                                                                
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and they won't let the poor boy down. Take it!
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Sure as you're born they brought me a silk suit, put luggage in my hand.
            
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And I woke up high over Albuquerque, on a jet to the promised land.
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D
 
Working on a T-bone steak I had a party, flyin' over to the golden state.
E
 
    
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Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the
terminal gate.
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D
 
Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone.
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Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone.
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Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o nine.
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Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
                                                    
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and the poor boy's on the line.
A
                                                                                                                                  
D
 
Working on a T-bone steak I had a party, flyin' over to the golden state.
E
 
    
A
 
Ah when the pilot told us in thirteen minutes he would set us at the
terminal gate.
A
                                                                                                          
D
 
Swing low chariot come down easy, taxi to the terminal zone.
E
                                                                                                                                    
A
 
Cut your engines and cool your wings, and let me make it to the telephone.
A
                                                                                                                  
D
 
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia, tidewater four ten o nine.
E
 
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin',
                                                    
A
 
and the poor boy's on the line.