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

And I'm so tired of getting nowhere
Seein' my prayers goin' unanswered
I guess the Lord must be in New York City

Here I am, Lord, knockin' at 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

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

And I'm so tired of getting nowherе
And seein' my prayers goin' unanswered
I guеss the Lord must be in New York City

Well, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door
And 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