Introduction:
“Promised Land” is an energetic rock and roll song recorded by Elvis Presley in 1973. Written by Chuck Berry, the song showcases Presley’s dynamic vocals and his ability to infuse energy into his performances. With its driving rhythm and catchy melody, “Promised Land” tells the story of a journey across America, celebrating the excitement and freedom of the open road. Released as a single and included on his album of the same name, “Promised Land” stands as a testament to Presley’s enduring influence on popular music.
Did You Know?
- “Promised Land” was originally written and recorded by Chuck Berry in 1964. Elvis Presley’s version of the song introduced it to a new generation of listeners and became one of the most acclaimed renditions of the track.
- Despite not reaching the same level of commercial success as some of Presley’s earlier hits, “Promised Land” received praise from fans and critics for its infectious energy and Presley’s spirited performance.
- The lyrics of “Promised Land” celebrate the freedom and adventure of travel, with the narrator embarking on a journey across the United States in search of a better life. Presley’s dynamic delivery adds excitement and vitality to the lyrics, making the song a thrilling anthem of exploration and discovery.
- Over the years, “Promised Land” has been covered by various artists in different genres, including Johnnie Allan and James Taylor. Each interpretation brings a unique perspective to the song, while honoring Presley’s original recording and its enduring impact on popular music.
- “Promised Land” remains a timeless classic in Elvis Presley’s repertoire, capturing the spirit of adventure and possibility that defined his music.
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Lyrics:
Aw, get on itI left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mindI straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh and on across CarolineWe had motor trouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabam’Well, that ‘hound broke down and left us all stranded in downtown BirminghamRight away, I bought me a thorough train ticket right across Mississippi cleanI was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham, Smokin’ into New OrleansSomebody help me get out of Louisiana, just help me get to Houston townThere are people there who care a little about meAnd they won’t let the poor boy down, take itSure as you’re born, they bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my handAnd I woke up high over Albuquerque on a jet to the Promised LandA-workin’ on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin’ over to the Golden StateWhen the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gateSwin’ low, chariot, come down easy, Taxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles, get me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 4-1009Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin’And the poor boy is on the lineA-workin’ on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin’ over to the Golden StateWhen the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gateSwin’ low, chariot, come down easy, Taxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 4-1009Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin’And the poor boy is on the line