Elvis Presley’s Promised Land: A Journey Through Musical Evolution
Elvis Presley, the “King of Rock and Roll,” has left an indelible mark on the music industry.
His iconic voice and charismatic stage presence have captivated audiences for generations.
Among his vast repertoire, “Promised Land” stands out as a testament to his versatility and enduring appeal.
Background
Released in 1973 as the title track of his album, “Promised Land,” the song marked a significant departure from his earlier rock and roll hits.
While Presley was renowned for his energetic performances and rebellious image, “Promised Land” showcased a more mature and introspective side of the artist.
The song’s lyrics, penned by Chip Taylor and Mike Stoller, paint a vivid picture of a man seeking solace and spiritual fulfillment.
The protagonist longs to escape the hustle and bustle of city life and find peace in a simpler, more idyllic setting.
The lyrics evoke a sense of longing and nostalgia, as the singer yearns for a place where he can truly be himself.
One of the most striking aspects of the song is Presley’s vocal performance. His voice is rich and expressive, conveying a depth of emotion that is both poignant and heartfelt.
The way he delivers the lyrics demonstrates his remarkable ability to connect with the audience on a personal level.
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Lyrics
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I left my home in Norfolk, Virginia, California on my mindI straddled that Greyhound and rode him into Raleigh and on across CarolineWe had motor trouble that turned into a struggle halfway across Alabam’Well, that ‘hound broke down and left us all stranded in downtown BirminghamRight away, I bought me a thorough train ticket right across Mississippi cleanI was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham, Smokin’ into New OrleansSomebody help me get out of Louisiana, just help me get to Houston townThere are people there who care a little about meAnd they won’t let the poor boy down, take itSure as you’re born, they bought me a silk suit, put luggage in my handAnd I woke up high over Albuquerque on a jet to the Promised LandA-workin’ on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin’ over to the Golden StateWhen the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gateSwin’ low, chariot, come down easy, Taxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles, get me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 4-1009Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin’And the poor boy is on the lineA-workin’ on a T-bone steak à la carte, flyin’ over to the Golden StateWhen the pilot told us in 13 minutes, he would set us at the terminal gateSwin’ low, chariot, come down easy, Taxi to the terminal zoneCut your engines and cool your wings and let me make it to the telephoneLos Angeles, give me Norfolk, Virginia, Tidewater 4-1009Tell the folks back home this is the Promised Land callin’And the poor boy is on the line