[00:00.000] 作词 : Chuck Berry
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Chuck Berry
[00:11.380]Left my home in Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind
[00:18.784]Straddled that Greyhound and rode it into Raleigh and on across Caroline
[00:26.158]We stopped in Charlotte
[00:27.297]But we bypassed Rockhill we never was a minute late
[00:33.275]We were ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
[00:37.423]Rolling out of Georgia state
[00:40.802]Had some motor trouble that turned into a struggle half way 'cross Alabam
[00:48.253]That hound broke and left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham
[00:55.715]So right away I bought me a through train ticket right across Mississippi clean
[01:02.800]And I was on that Special Flyer out of Birmingham smoking into New Orleans
[01:27.320]Someone's got to help me get out of Louisiana
[01:30.399]Just to help me get to Houston town
[01:34.527]There's an uncle there who cares a little about me
[01:37.967]And he won't let the poor boy down
[01:42.125]Sure as you're born
[01:43.675]He bought me a silk suit
[01:45.971]Put some luggage in my hand
[01:49.060]And I woke up high over Albuquerque on a jet to the Promised Land
[01:57.118]Working on a T-Bone steak
[01:59.615]A la carte flying over to the Golden State
[02:04.008]When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
[02:07.771]He would have us at the terminal gate
[02:11.846]Swing down chariot
[02:13.816]Come down easy
[02:15.902]Taxi to the terminal dome
[02:19.598]Cut your engines
[02:21.193]And cool your wings and let me make it to the telephone
[02:26.914]Los Angeles give me Norfolk, Virginia tidewater four-ten-O-nine
[02:33.718]Tell the folks back home
[02:35.610]This is the Promised Land calling and the poor boy is on the line

作词 : Chuck Berry
作曲 : Chuck Berry
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 'cross 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