Story Behind The Song

Probably a little like Bonnie & Clyde.

Song Description

Crime drama turns into love song.

Lyrics

New girl gets a job in the city - counts the bills in her teller's drawer
And she's wondering why she ever thought this is what she'd want
Gray Monday and up to the window he comes, yells everyone on the floor now
With a hand on his gun, then he looks at her face and is undone.

No joke, it can change in a moment and nothing works like it did before
Now he stares at her bold green eyes and a shape he can't ignore
Her heart, it is hammering wildly, no fear, but a sudden thrill
And she hears herself say to him, "Did you get what you came for?"

He says: You shake me to my foundation; You split the rock on which I stand
An awkward pause in the conversation, and in your eyes I see the Promised Land
Keep your left hand in that position and throw that money in the bag
Just stop and consider my proposition.
Come run with me and we will find the Promised Land

Young cop gets the call on the radio, cool head and a hot ambition
Johnny right on the spot, he's the man of the hour - that's what they'll say.
But he stops overwhelmed by the aura; Drops his piece and it slides away
Not a sound as they step around him, then he hears the teller say:

You shake me to my foundation; You split the rock on which I stand
No awkward pause in this conversation, and in your eyes I see the Promised Land
Keep your left hand in that position, let's take the money in this bag
I'll take you up on your latest proposition.
Come run with me and we will find the Promised Land

Don't think too long or hard
That knock upon the door
What are you waiting for?

Come shake me to my foundation; And split the rock on which I stand
Come on, let's continue this conversation, Show me the way you see the Promised Land
Keep your left hand in that position, let's take the money in this bag
As we must consider this proposition.
Come run with me and we will find the Promised Land