Текст песни I Guess The Lord Must Be In New York City

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 getting nowhere Seein' my prayers Goin' unanswered I guess the Lord must be in New York City Well, here I am, Lord Knockin' at your back door Mmm... 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 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 getting nowhere Seein' my prayers Goin' unanswered I guess the Lord must be in New York City Well, here I am, Lord Knockin' at your back door Mmm...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 Ahh...