The Lords — Four O'Clock In New York lyrics

Lyrics

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
Gone unanswered
I guess the Lord must be In New York City
Well, here I am, Lord
Knockin' on your back door
Mmm, ain’t it wonderful to be Where I’ve always wanted to be?
For the first time, I’ll breathe free
In New York City
I’m free
Where I always wanted to be New York City