Grateful Dead – Promised Land (Guitar)

  C
I left my home in Norfolk

                           F
Virginia, California on my mind

G
Straddled that Greyhound

                                           C
It rode me past Raleigh, and on across Caroline

C
Stopped in Charlotte and bypassed Rock Hill

                          F
And we never was a minute late

       G
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown

                           C
Rolling across the Georgia state

C
Had motor trouble, it turned into a struggle

                   F
Half way across Alabama

    G
The Hound broke down

                                        C
Left us all stranded in downtown Birmingham

C
Straight off bought me a through train ticket

                         F
Right across Mississippi clean

    G
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham

                   C
Smoking into New Orleans

C
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana

                            F
Just help me get to Houston town

G
People are there who care a little about me

                                C
And they won't let the poor boy down

C
Sure as she bore me, she bought me a silk suit

                  F
Put luggage in my hands

                         C
On a jet to the promised land

C
Working on a T-bone steak a la carte

                          F
Flying over to the Golden State

         G
When the pilot told us in thirteen minutes

                                C
We'd be heading in the terminal gate

C
Swing low sweet chariot, come down easy

                     F
Taxi to the terminal zone

G
Cut your engines, cool your wings

                              C
And let me make it to the telephone

C
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia

                      F
Tidewater four ten oh nine

         G
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling

                          C
And the poor boy's on the line