Living In The Promiseland - Joe Cocker

Give us your tired and weak

and we will make them strong

bring us your foreign songs

and we will sing along

leave us your broken dreams

we’ll give them time to mend

there’s still a lot of love

living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland

our dreams are made of steel

the prayer of every man

is to know how freedom feels

there is a winding road

across the shifting sand

and room for everyone

living in the promiseland

So they came from a distant isle

nameless woman, faitheless child like a bad dream

until there was no room at all

no place to run, and no place to fall

give us our daily bread

we have no shoes to wear

no place to call our home

only this cross to bear

we are the multitudes

lend us a helping hand

is there no love anymore

living in the promiseland

Living in the promiseland

our dreams are made of steel

the prayer of every man

is to know how freedom feels

there is a winding road across

the shifting sand

and room for everyone

living in the promiseland