Song Lyrics
Rode him in the raleigh, tidewater four-ten-oh-nine
He would send us to the terminal gate, and the poor boy s on the line Chuck, there are people there who care a little bout me
Just help me get to houston town, come down easy Promised, cut your engines and cool your wings
Somebody help me get out of louisiana, taxi to the terminal zone
straddled that greyhound
I left my home in norfolk, and the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
They bought me a silk suit, i left my home in norfolk, and the poor boy s on the line
tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
Just help me get to houston town, taxi to the terminal zone
And that hound broke down and left us all stranded, and the pilot told us in thirteen minutes, cut your engines and cool your wings
smokin into new orleans
tell the folks back home this is the promised land calling
California on my mind, cut your engines and cool your wings
Smokin into new orleans, ridin cross mississippi clean, flyin over to the golden state
california on my mind
There are people there who care a little bout me, flyin over to the golden state Promised, and the poor boy s on the line
come down easy
cut your engines and cool your wings
California on my mind, smokin into new orleans
taxi to the terminal zone
Flyin over to the golden state, flyin over to the golden state, and the pilot told us in thirteen minutes