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The Osmonds

The Promised Land

 

The Promised Land

(album: Homemade - 1971)


Riding down to Memphis on a cold and dusty train
I got nothing in my pockets
All I own is just my name
Feeling kinda hungry
And my clothes look awful bad
But I gotta go see my baby
And I'm gonna be mighty glad

To get back to the promised land
Yeah, got to make it any way I can
Just got to taste that milk and honey
One more time

She's gonna take me by the hand
Make me feel like a newborn man
When I get back to my baby
In the promised land

I thumbed a ride to Frisco
Hopped a train to Santa Fe
Cause every morning there's a memory
Keeps me moving on my way

Now this special place I'm going
Someone's waiting there for me
And it's worth it all just knowing
Just how good it's a gonna be

To get back to the promised land
Yeah, got to make it any way I can
Just got to taste that milk and honey
One more time

She's gonna take me by the hand
Make me feel like a newborn man
When I get back to my baby
In the promised land

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