I Guess The Lord Must Be In New York City
I say goodbye to all my sorrowsAnd by tomorrow I’ll be on my wayI guess the lord must be in New York City
I’m so tired of getting nowhereSeein’ my prayers going unansweredI guess the lord must be in New York City
Well, here I am Lord, knocking at your back doorAin’t it wonderful to beWhere I’ve always wanted to be?For the first time I’ll breathe free in the New York City
Say goodbye to all my sorrowAnd by tomorrow I’ll be on my wayI guess the lord must be in New York City
So tired of getting nowhereAnd seein’ my prayers going unansweredI guess the lord must be in New York City
Well, here I am Lord, knocking at your back doorAin’t it wonderful to beWhere I’ve always wanted to be?For the first time I’ll breathe free in the New York City
Oh, ohOh, oh