Take Me to Your Promised Land Songtext
von Jason & the Scorchers

My poor dear child your hands feel so cold
Just like your daddy when his story was told
They′ve gathered around and spoke of the One
And the battle unending that's only begun
Only begun

So take me to your promised land
Heal my heart with your bleeding hand
Don′t let time erase the stain
The Promised Land someday we'll gain


The sharpshooter waited one cause in his brain
The desert would swallow the cries of the pain
His finest hour the generals would boast
While his comrades offer a toast
Offer a toast

So take me to your promised land
Heal my heart with your bleeding hand
Don't let time erase the stain
The Promised Land someday we′ll gain

The desert was burning the sun set afire
He dreams of his glorious funeral pyre
He thinks of the widows he′s leaving in pain
He curses the hatred that makes him insane
Makes him insane

So take me to your promised land
Heal my heart with your bleeding hand
Don't let time erase the stain
The Promised Land someday we′ll gain