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