2 acessos
D D6 D D6 I’ll say goodbye to all my sorrow D D6 D A7 And by tomorrow I’ll be on my way D D6 D D6 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 D7 G G F# E Well here I am Lord knocking on your back door A Ain’t it wonderful to be where I’ve always wanted to be D D6 D D6 For the first time I’ll breathe free here in New York City.