Promised Land
Elvis Presley Lyrics


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I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
I straddled that Greyhound
And rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline

We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Halfway across Alabama
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham

Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Ridin' across Mississippi clean
I was on that midnight flyer 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 brought 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 a 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 is on the line

Working on a T-bone steak a 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 is on the line

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Elvis Presley's "Promised Land" describe a journey from Norfolk Virginia to California, and the numerous obstacles faced along the way. The song is about chasing one’s dream and going after it with determination, as well as the idea of the promised land, or a better life that is waiting for the individual. The first verse sets the scene for the journey that he is embarking on, leaving his home and heading towards California. The second verse describes the various struggles, including having motor trouble and breaking down in Birmingham. Despite these setbacks, the singer keeps moving forward.


The third verse focuses on the singer’s journey across Mississippi, with him finally reaching New Orleans with the help of a “through train ticket”. The phrase "somebody help me get out of Louisiana, just help me get to Houston Town" could imply a sense of isolation and desperation on his part, and a desire for some company and relief. The fourth verse describes the singer’s arrival in the "promised land", with him being rewarded for his journey with a silk suit and the ability to travel in luxury. The closing verse refers to returning home and wanting to share his experience with others, to show that it is possible to make your way to the “promised land” and achieve your dreams.


Line by Line Meaning

I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
I departed from my hometown of Norfolk, Virginia.


California on my mind
I was thinking about California and had a strong desire to go there.


I straddled that Greyhound
I boarded a Greyhound bus.


And rode into Raleigh and on across Caroline
I traveled through Raleigh and across the state of North Carolina.


We had motor trouble that turn into a struggle
Our vehicle experienced mechanical difficulties which became a difficult situation for us.


Halfway across Alabama
We had traveled halfway through the state of Alabama.


And that hound broke down and left us all stranded
The Greyhound bus broke down and we were all left without transportation.


In downtown Birmingham
We were stranded in the downtown area of Birmingham, Alabama.


Right away I brought me a through train ticket
Immediately, I purchased a train ticket that would take me all the way through to my destination.


Ridin' across Mississippi clean
As I traveled through Mississippi, everything was going smoothly.


I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
I departed on a nighttime flight out of Birmingham.


Smoking into New Orleans
The flight was headed towards New Orleans and I was smoking on the plane.


Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
I need someone to assist me in leaving Louisiana.


Just help me get to Houston Town
Please assist me in getting to Houston.


There are people there, who care a little about me
I know people in Houston who have some level of concern for me.


And they won't let the poor boy down
And they will not disappoint me, even though I may be considered lower-class or disadvantaged.


Sure as you're born brought me a silk suit
I was certainly able to obtain a nice silk suit.


Put luggage in my hand
Someone handed me my luggage.


And I woke up high over Albuquerque
I woke up while we were flying high over Albuquerque, New Mexico.


On a jet to the promised land
I was on a plane headed towards the land of opportunity, the place of my dreams.


Working on a T-bone steak a la carte
I was eating a delicious T-bone steak with various side dishes.


Flying over to the golden state
I was flying over to the state of California, the golden state of the west coast.


When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
The pilot announced that in thirteen minutes, we would be arriving at our destination.


He would set us at the terminal gate
The pilot would land the plane and bring us to the airport terminal gate.


Swing low chariot come down easy
I reference the gospel song 'Swing Low, Sweet Chariot,' asking for an easy arrival to my destination.


Taxi to the terminal zone
The plane was taxiing to the airport terminal zone.


Cut your engines and cool your wings
The plane's engines should be shut down and the wings should be allowed to cool.


And let me make it to the telephone
Please allow me to reach the phone so I can call someone.


Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
I'm asking for someone in Los Angeles to connect me to Norfolk, Virginia.


Tidewater four ten o nine
I'm providing a phone number to the person in Los Angeles that starts with an area code for the Tidewater region of Virginia.


Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
Let my family and friends know that I've made it to the place I've always wanted to be.


And the poor boy is on the line
I'm the poor boy who is making this call and I'm happy to share my success with those back home.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Chuck Berry

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@evanthecowboy6996

Aw, get on it
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 had motor trouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabam'
Well, that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham
Right away, I bought me a thorough train ticket right across Mississippi clean
I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham, Smokin' 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, take it
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
A-workin' on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gate
Swin' 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, get me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 4-1009
Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin'
And the poor boy is on the line
A-workin' on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin' over to the Golden State
When the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gate
Swin' 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 4-1009
Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin'
And the poor boy is on the line



All comments from YouTube:

@FURST420

It’s a miracle this song never got me a speeding ticket !!

@RAMROD4708

Ditto.

@leepayne2016

Elvis Presley will allways be the king of rock n roll and allways in our hearts ❤

@TheDUDERulez1

Elvis is NOT dead, he just went home.

@tinasanders4192

Yes home to Heaven that is Dead sorry to say!!

@TheDUDERulez1

@@tinasanders4192 You need to watch Men In Black.

@kiltmaker1320

Your 100% correct

@herbertforestcampground8830

Yeah ELVIS just left building man!

@kevinkelly5569

@@tinasanders4192 He was quoting a scene from "Men in Black II"! lol

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@TS-gg9dk

Greatest car driving song of all time! Just LOVE that scene in Men in Black with this song. 😎👌🐐

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