Person born into hard times, takes some blows and strays along the way, but finally realizes it's (the promised land) there for the taking.
We're an eclectic group of winos and scofflaws just rolling with the flow.
Lyrics
(In The) Promised Land
© APRIL 29, 2007 Ben Burton
Dirt poor
Bad vibes
Trapped inside
So young, t'wanna die
Cheap wine
Heartbreak
From mistakes
Dried out, better days
Flipped a dime into a wishing well
Soon to wish I had that dime again
Had to play the hand that I was dealt
Wondered if I'd see the promised land
Cool grass
Bare feet
Honeybees
Watch out, they can sting
High wave
Surf board
Shoot for shore
Wipe out, want some more
Flipped a dime into a wishing well
Soon to wish I had that dime again
Had to play the hand that I was dealt
Couldn't keep me from the promised land
Soft, fresh air and sunshine on my shoulders
Rainy walks through rich, green fields of clover
Free and simple things, in reach of any man
Loving wife, what a life, in the promised land
Flipped a dime into a wishing well
Soon to wish I had that dime again
Had to play the hand that I was dealt
Don't take much to reach the promised land
Everyone can love, in the promised land
And everyone can share, in the promised land
It's waiting right out there, in the promised land
