Promised Land
The Band Lyrics


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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 stopped in Charlotte to bypass Rockhill
We never was a minute late
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
Rollin' out of Georgia state

We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle
Halfway across Alabam'
And that bow broke down
And left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham

Right away I bought me a through train ticket
Got across Mississippi clean
And I was on that Midnight Flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Help me get to Houston Town

There are people there who care a bit about me
And they won't let the poor boy down
Georgia born, they bought me a silk suit
And put luggage in my hand

And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land

Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
Flyin' 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 door

Cut your engines and cool your wings
And let me make it to the telephone
And Los Angeles, give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater for ten o-nine

Tell all the folks back home




It's the promised land callin'
And the poor boy is on the line

Overall Meaning

The Band’s “Promised Land” is a song that tells the story of a young man who travels from Norfolk, Virginia, to California in pursuit of his dreams. The song begins with the singer leaving Virginia with California on his mind. He boards a Greyhound bus that takes him on a journey through North and South Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, and Mississippi before ultimately landing in New Orleans.


As he travels, he experiences setbacks along the way, including motor trouble that leaves him stranded in Birmingham, Alabama, and a busted bow that adds to the struggles. But he persists and ultimately arrives in California, where he is met with a warm welcome from the people who care about him.


The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the singer's journey, highlighting the highs and lows he experiences along the way. The song speaks to the American ideals of freedom, opportunity, and the pursuit of the American Dream, making it a beloved classic and a testament to the human spirit.


Line by Line Meaning

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


California on my mind
I am thinking about California.


I straddled that Greyhound
I got on a Greyhound bus.


And rode him into Raleigh
I traveled to Raleigh on the Greyhound bus.


And on across Caroline
I traveled through the Carolinas.


We stopped in Charlotte to bypass Rockhill
We stopped in Charlotte to avoid taking the route through Rockhill.


We never was a minute late
We were always on time.


We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
We had traveled 90 miles from Atlanta by sunset.


Rollin' out of Georgia state
We exited the state of Georgia.


We had motor trouble that turned into a struggle
Our motor problems became more difficult to handle.


Halfway across Alabam'
We were halfway through the state of Alabama.


And that bow broke down
And the axle of the bus broke down.


And left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham
And we were stuck in downtown Birmingham because of the broken axle.


Right away I bought me a through train ticket
I quickly purchased a train ticket.


Got across Mississippi clean
I successfully traveled through Mississippi.


And I was on that Midnight Flyer out of Birmingham
I boarded the Midnight Flyer train leaving Birmingham.


Smokin' into New Orleans
I rode the train into New Orleans.


Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
I need assistance leaving Louisiana.


Help me get to Houston Town
Help me get to Houston.


There are people there who care a bit about me
There are people in Houston who care for me.


And they won't let the poor boy down
They will not let me down.


Georgia born, they bought me a silk suit
I am from Georgia and the people in Houston bought me a silk suit.


And put luggage in my hand
They gave me my luggage.


And I woke up high over Albuquerque
I woke up on a plane flying over Albuquerque.


On a jet to the promised land
I am on a plane headed to the promised land, which is likely California.


Workin' on a T-bone steak a la carte
I am eating a T-bone steak from the menu.


Flyin' over to the Golden State
I am flying to the state of California.


When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
The pilot informed us that we would land in thirteen minutes.


He would set us at the terminal gate
He will land the plane at the terminal gate.


Swing low chariot, come down easy
I am quoting the spiritual song, asking for a smooth landing.


Taxi to the terminal door
The plane is taxiing towards the terminal door.


Cut your engines and cool your wings
The engines are shutting down and the wings are being cooled.


And let me make it to the telephone
I want to reach the telephone to call my family.


And Los Angeles, give me Norfolk Virginia
My final request is to make a call to Norfolk, Virginia from Los Angeles.


Tidewater for ten o-nine
I want to reach the Tidewater area by 10:09.


Tell all the folks back home
Tell my family and friends back home.


It's the promised land callin'
California is calling me to the promised land.


And the poor boy is on the line
I am the poor boy calling to say that I have made it to California.




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Written by: Chuck Berry

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