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The Promised Land
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David Foster
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I was standing down on the corner A dollar in my hand And a worn out, half-chewed ticked For the promised land Well, there's silver in my pocket And dreams tucked inside my shoes I'd been down all night in a honky tonk Called the "Southern Mule" Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to fight my way To the Promised Land Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to fight my way To the Promised Land "Three dollar" Bill with his diamond eyes And his crazy used car smile He took me in his confidence For a little while He said, "in these times we must sacrifice So I'll tеll you what I'm gonna do I'll trade these bеans for your ticket And your saddle shoes" Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to fight my way To the Promised Land Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to fight my way To the Promised Land And I went down to paradise Looking for a friend It's still a stone throw east of Eden It's sweet little Sally-Mae Well, she's flashing her fat girl grin Sweat rolling down her body And oozing from her double chin She said "baby, let me tell you a secret I'm hoping you'll understand Oh, it might sound funny, but welcome honey To the, the promised, the promised, the promised land" Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to get away way From the Promised Land Oh no, won't you take my hand I'm just trying to get away way From the Promised Land I'm just trying to get away way From the Promised Land
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