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Lyrics by: Chuck Berry
# Debut Chart
41 Dec '64 Hot 100

Lyrics

I left my home In Norfolk, Virginia California on my mind I straddled that Greyhound And rode him into Raleigh And on across Caroline


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We stopped in Charlotte But bypassed Rock Hill We never was a minute late We was ninety miles out Of Atlanta by sundown Rolling out of Georgia state We had motor trouble It turned into a struggle Half way across Alabam And that hound broke down And left us all stranded In downtown Birmingham Right away, I bought me A through train ticket Riding cross Mississippi clean And I was on that midnight Flyer out of Birmingham Smoking into New Orleans Somebody help me Get out of Louisiana Just help me get to Houston town There are people there who Care a little bout me and They won't let the poor boy down Sure as you're born They bought me a silk suit Put luggage in my hands And I woke up high over Albuquerque On a jet to the promised land Working on a T-bone steak ala carte Flying over to the Golden State When the pilot told us In thirteen minutes, he would Sit us at the terminal gate Swing low, chariot, come down easy Taxi to the terminal zone Cut your engines and cool your wings And let me make it to the telephone Los Angeles Give me Norfolk, Virginia Tidewater four ten O nine Tell the folks back home This is the promised land calling And the poor boy's on the line

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