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 getting 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, hmm

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 getting nowhere

And 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, hmm

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