Living In The Promiseland 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 Livin' 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 Livin' in the promiseland. So they came from a distant isle Nameless women, faithless child Like a bad dream Until there was no room at all. No place to run and no place to fall. Give us your 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. And room for everyone Living in the promiseland Share with a Friend   this page was designed and created with love by Joanne/GabbiAsh July 4, 2003 Joanne in Dreamland© You're listening to Living In The Promiseland by Willie Nelson The Songs on my pages are copyrighted by the respective artists and are placed there for entertainment purposes only. No profits are made for my site from their use. Please support these artists and purchase their music if you like it. My thanks to Star's Galaxy for sending out the song. Please click on Star's name to join her wav club