The Promised Land
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Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mind.
Straddled that Greyhound and rode it into Raleigh and on across Caroline.
We stopped in Charlotte but we bypassed Rockhill, we never was a minute late.
We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rolling out of Georgia state.
Had some motor trouble that turned into a struggle half way across Alabam.
That hound broke and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham.
So right away I bought me a through train ticket right across Mississippi clean,
And I was on that Special Flyer out of Birmingham smoking into New Orleans.
Someone's got to help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston town.
There's an uncle there who cares a little about me and he won't let the poor boy down.
Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit, put some 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 that in thirteen minutes he would have us at the terminal gate.
Swing down chariot, come down easy, taxi to the terminal dome.
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 James Taylor's "Promised Land" tell the story of a man who leaves his home in Norfolk, Virginia and embarks on a journey to California, the land of opportunity that he has always dreamed of. The man travels by Greyhound bus, encountering various setbacks on the way, including motor trouble and being stranded in downtown Birmingham. However, his luck turns when he meets his uncle in Houston, who buys him a silk suit and helps him to fly to the promised land of California.


On a deeper level, the song can be seen as a reflection of the American dream and the desire for a better life that drives people to take risks and make sacrifices. The journey to California can be seen as a metaphor for the journey towards success, with the singer facing obstacles and setbacks but ultimately reaching his goal.


There is also a sense of nostalgia and a longing for home in the lyrics. The singer calls his hometown of Norfolk, Virginia from Los Angeles, telling his loved ones that he has reached the promised land but still thinks of home.


Overall, "Promised Land" is a story of a journey, both physical and metaphorical, towards a better life, with all the trials and tribulations that come along the way.


Line by Line Meaning

Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mind.
I left my hometown of Norfolk, Virginia, with a burning desire to make it to California.


Straddled that Greyhound and rode it into Raleigh and on across Caroline.
I got on a Greyhound bus and traveled through Raleigh and Caroline.


We stopped in Charlotte but we bypassed Rockhill, we never was a minute late.
We took a pit stop in Charlotte, but we didn't linger too long as we had a tight schedule to keep.


We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown rolling out of Georgia state.
We left Georgia and had traveled 90 miles out of Atlanta by sundown.


Had some motor trouble that turned into a struggle half way across Alabam.
We had some car trouble that turned out to be a real pain to deal with halfway across Alabama.


That hound broke and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham.
Our vehicle broke down and left us stranded in downtown Birmingham.


So right away I bought me a through train ticket right across Mississippi clean,
I immediately bought myself a train ticket that would take me all the way through Mississippi.


And I was on that Special Flyer out of Birmingham smoking into New Orleans.
I took a Special Flyer out of Birmingham and was smoking my way down to New Orleans.


Someone's got to help me get out of Louisiana, just to help me get to Houston town.
I needed someone to help me get out of Louisiana so I could make it to Houston.


There's an uncle there who cares a little about me and he won't let the poor boy down.
I had an uncle in Houston who cared about me and would not let me down.


Sure as you're born, he bought me a silk suit, put some luggage in my hand.
Without a doubt, my uncle bought me a silk suit and gave me some luggage.


And I woke up high over Albuquerque on a jet to the Promised Land.
When I woke up, I was high above Albuquerque on a plane bound for the Promised Land.


Working on a T-Bone steak, a la carte, flying over to the Golden State.
I was enjoying a delicious T-Bone steak while flying over to the Golden State.


When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes he would have us at the terminal gate.
The pilot informed us that we would be arriving at the terminal gate in just 13 minutes.


Swing down chariot, come down easy, taxi to the terminal dome.
I was impatiently waiting for the plane to land so I could get off and make my way to the terminal.


Cut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephone.
I wanted the plane to cut its engines and let me make it to the telephone without any delays.


Los Angeles give me Norfolk, Virginia, tidewater four-ten-O-nine.
I was calling Norfolk, Virginia from Los Angeles and needed to connect to the Tidewater 410-0-9.


Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land calling,
I wanted my family and friends back home to know that I had finally made it to the Promised Land.


And the poor boy is on the line.
This poor boy is on the phone and he made it to the Promised Land.




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Written by: Chuck Berry

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