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I left my home in Norfolk VirginiaCalifornia on my mindI boarded that Greyhound, Rode in into Raliegh on across CarolineStopped in Charlotte to by pass RockhillWe never was a minute lateWe were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundownRollin' out of Georgia stateWe had motor trouble that turned into a struggleHalfway across AlabamAnd that bow broke downAnd left us stranded in downtown BirminghamRight away I bought a through train ticketGot across Mississippi cleanAnd I was on that Midnight Flyer out of BirminghamSmokin' into New OrleansSomebody help me get out of LouisianaHelp me get to Houston TownThere are people there who care a little 'bout meAnd won't put the poor boy downGeorgia born, they bought me a silk suitLetras de cancionesAnd put luggage in my handAnd woke up high over AlbuquerqueOn a jet to the promised landWorkin' on a T-bone ala carteeFlyin' over to the Golden StateWhen the pilot told us in thirteen minutesHe would set us at the terminal gateSwing low chariot, come down easyTaxi to the terminal doorCut your engines and cool your wingsAnd let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles, give me Norfolk VirginiaTidewater four ten o nineTell all the folks back homeIt's the promised land callin'And the poor boy is on the line From Letras Mania