Promised Land

She told it this way..... He said...San Francisco...... Then up to Mendocino I said...can I go He said...I guess you can 'Cause, long since Albuquerque That's when he first hurt me My heart's dying to divert me To the promised land And...oh, the nights are long When you're playing tag along And this old heartache..hanging on Is getting out of hand 'Wish he would turn this car around California...feels like shaky ground, Why is it always one more town To the promised land Silence speaks behind the wheel A change of plans....to Bakersfield Where Merle Haggard got the feel Of the lonesome legend man "Can't say I'm having fun In this California sun But,I'm praying for another run To the promised land And...oh, the days are cold When empty's all you've got to hold And chase love down another road 'So hard to understand This oak just ain't gonna bend Maybe, as the story ends I'll catch another poet's pen To the promised land Protected by Copyright All rights are my rights!