Standard (EADGBE)

I’ll say goodbye to all my sorrow

 And by tomorrow I’ll be on my way

 I guess the Lord must be in New York City

I’m so tired of gettin’ nowhere

Seein’ my prayers goin’ unanswered

I guess the-Lord must be in New York City

Well here I am Lord knocking on your back door

 Ain’t it wonderful to be where I’ve always wanted to be

 For the first time I’ll breathe free here in New York City.

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