D5            D5     D5      D5 
I?ll say goodbye to all my sorrow 
    D5    D5     D5             A5 
And by tomorrow I?ll be on my way 
                                     D5    D5  D5  D5 
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 


D5                                   G5        G5 F#5 E5      
Well here I am Lord knocking on your back door 
         A5 
Ain?t it wonderful to be where I?ve always wanted to be 
                                                          D5    D5  D5  D5 
For the first time I?ll breathe free here in New York City. 

Repeat all 


by: Jos? Duarte 
jtduarte1@gmail.com