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I say goodbye to all my sorrows 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 going unanswered I guess the lord must be in New York City Well here I am Lord Knocking on your back door Ain't it wonderful to be Where I've always wanted to be For the first time I'll be free In New York City I say goodbye to all my sorrows 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 going unanswered I guess the lord must be in New York City Well here I am Lord Knocking on your back door Ain't it wonderful to be Where I've always wanted to be For the first time I'll be free In New York City From Letras Mania