Well I don't know who you think I am But I belong in the Promised Land I don't know who you think I am But I'll be ready at the Father's hand I may never know money, I'll never know fame But I wrestled too long to lose my name I got mouth full of blood and my knuckles are blue But I sleep real good baby how 'bout you? Baby how 'bout you? Well I don't know who you think I am But I belong in the Promised Land I don't know who you think I am But I'll be ready at the Father's hand At the Father's hand Oh Lord! Take me home! When my soul is good and grown Oh Lord! Take me home! I won't have done this walk alone Well I don't know who you think I am But I belong in the Promised Land I don't know who you think I am But I'll be ready at the Father's hand