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I say goodbye to all my sorrows |
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And by tomorrow I'll be on my way |
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I guess the Lord must be in New York City |
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I'm so tired of getting nowhere |
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Seein' my prayers going unanswered |
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I guess the Lord must be in New York City |
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Well here I am Lord knocking on Your back door |
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Ain't it wonderful to be, where I've always wanted to be |
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For the first time I'll be free here in New York City |
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Say goodbye to all my sorrows |
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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 gone unanswered |
|
I guess the Lord must be in New York City |
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Well here I am Lord, knocking on Your back door |
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Ain't it wonderful to be, where I've always wanted to be |
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For the first time I'll be free here in New York City |
