Lord I don’t know which way I am going
Which way, the river gonna flow
It just seems that upstream, I keep rowing
Still got such a long way to go
Still got such a long way to go
Then that light, it’s your eye
I know, I swear, wel”find somewhere
the streets are made of gold
Bullets fly, split the skies
But that’s all right, sometimes,
sunlight comes streaming through the holes
Oooohhh ooooohh
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