Promise Bound – Earl Musick – letras

Gonna tell you ‘bout train bound for gloryThey say the conductor tells a beautiful storyBout singin’ in the choir, playin’ in the bandDancin’ in the aisles, and clappin hands…I wanna ride… I wanna ride…I wanna ride on down to the promise landThe train’s comin’ down, to my sleepy townWith a hundred or so, souls outward boundWaiting on a platform; ticket in hand,Along with another woman child and man…I wanna ride… I wanna ride…To where my bothers and sisters all hold hands.When the train whistle blows that mournful soundReverberatin’ and shakin’ the groundGrab up grampa’s mandolin,Tunin’ it up and then playin’ it againI wanna ride… I wanna ride…I wanna ride on down to the promise land.We’re Singin’ “Greatful, humble and proud.”We’re cryin’ out loud…“Promise Bound…”Train came to rest at the depot door,Stepped right off to a dancehall floor…Conductor said he’d call us in timeSaid “This ain’t no Amtrak Line…”I wanna ride… I wanna ride…I wanna ride on down to the promise land.A “Fender Deluxe” buzzin’ in my earKick Drum and Bass, playin low and clearJoint was jumpin, and the crowd was mine,But it’s time to get back on the Promise Bound LineI wanna ride… I wanna ride…To where my brothers and sisters all hold hands.Back to the train bound for gloryThe conductor tells another beautiful story‘Bout singin’ in the choir, playin’ in the bandDancin’ in the aisles and clappin hands…I wanna ride… I wanna ride…I wanna ride on down to the promise land.We’re singin’ “Greatful, humble and proud »We’re cryin’ out loud…We’re singin’ “Greatful, humble and proud »For cryin’ out loud…I’m Promise Bound