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I'll say goodbye to all my sorrow |
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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 goin' unanswered |
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I guess the Lord must be in New York City |
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Well, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmm |
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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 breathe free |
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Here in New York City |
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Say goodbye to all my sorrow |
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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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So tired of getting nowhere |
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And seein' my prayers goin' unanswered |
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I guess the Lord must be in New York City |
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Well, here I am, Lord, knockin' at your back door, hmm |
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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 breathe free |
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Here in New York City |
