Where Could I Go Songtext
von Ben Harper and The Blind Boys of Alabama

There′s no deals to be made with the dawn
Now I fear that our time has come and gone

They say freedom is just a place to hide
Now I'm, I′m coming to you with my arms
My arms, my arms open wide
Oh, won't you tell me
Where could I go but to the Lord?


Take a prayer with you to heaven for me
Oh, and give it to the Lord
Give it to the Lord
'Cause nothing else could save a sinner
Sinner like me
Oh, but an angel′s, angel′s, angel's, angel′s word
Just an angel's word

Now, oh now, what is, what is too true
What is hard is much too true
Oh and what′s true, oh, is much too, too hard
And now where, where could I go but to the Lord?

Mama was hard on us but we could take it
And papa didn't give a damn and he couldn′t fake it

They say freedom
Oh, freedom is just another place to hide
Now I'm coming to you with my arms open wide
And tell me
Where could I go, oh but to the Lord?