C
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
F
California on my mind
G7
I straddled that Greyhound and
C
Rode him into Raleigh and on across Caroline
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
F
Half way across Alabam
G7
And that ‘Hound broke down and left us all stranded
C
In downtown Birmingham
Right away I bought me a through train ticket
F
Riding across Mississippi clean
G7
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
C
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
F
Just help me get to Houston town
G7
There are people there who care a little about me
C
And they won’t let a poor boy down
Sure as you’re born they bought me a silk suit
F
They put luggage in my hands
G7
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
C
On a jet to the promised land
We stopped at Charlotte we by passed Rock Hill
F
We never was a minute late
G7
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
C
Rolling out of Georgia state
Working on a T-bone steak
F
I had a party flying over to the golden state
G7
When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
C
He would get us to the terminal gate
Swing Low Chariot come down easy
F
Taxi to the terminal door
G7
Cut your engines and cool you wings
C
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
F
Tidewater 4-10-0-9
G7
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land
C
Calling and the boy’s on the line
I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
F
California on my mind
G7
I straddled that Greyhound and
C
Rode him into Raleigh and on across Caroline
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
F
Half way across Alabam
G7
And that ‘Hound broke down and left us all stranded
C
In downtown Birmingham
Right away I bought me a through train ticket
F
Riding across Mississippi clean
G7
And I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
C
Smoking into New Orleans
Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
F
Just help me get to Houston town
G7
There are people there who care a little about me
C
And they won’t let a poor boy down
Sure as you’re born they bought me a silk suit
F
They put luggage in my hands
G7
And I woke up high over Albuquerque
C
On a jet to the promised land
We stopped at Charlotte we by passed Rock Hill
F
We never was a minute late
G7
We was ninety miles out of Atlanta by sundown
C
Rolling out of Georgia state
Working on a T-bone steak
F
I had a party flying over to the golden state
G7
When the pilot told us that in thirteen minutes
C
He would get us to the terminal gate
Swing Low Chariot come down easy
F
Taxi to the terminal door
G7
Cut your engines and cool you wings
C
And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
F
Tidewater 4-10-0-9
G7
Tell the folks back home this is the promised land
C
Calling and the boy’s on the line
