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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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