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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeI Guess The Lord Must Be In New York City
I'll say goodbye to all my sorrowAnd by tomorrow I'll be on my wayI guess the Lord must be in New York CityI'm so tired of getting nowhereSeein' my prayers goin' unansweredI guess the Lord must be in New York CityWell, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmmAin't it wonderful to be where I've always wanted to be?For the first time, I'll breathe freeHere in New York CitySay goodbye to all my sorrowAnd by tomorrow I'll be on my wayI guess the Lord must be in New York CitySo tired of getting nowhereAnd seein' my prayers goin' unansweredI guess the Lord must be in New York CityWell, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmmAin't it wonderful to be where I've always wanted to be?For the first time, I'll breathe freeHere in New York City
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