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 gettin' 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
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

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

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, 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

Oh-ohh
Oh-oh, oh-oh



Credits
Writer(s): Harry Edward Nilsson
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