Living below in this old sinful world hardly a comfort can afford

Striving alone to face temptation sore where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go oh where could I go seeking a refuge for my soul

Needing a friend to help me in the end where could I go but to the Lord

[ ac.guitar - piano ]

(Where could I go but to the Lord)

Neighbors are kind I love them everyone we get along sweet accord

But when I face the chilly hand of death where could I go but to the Lord

Where could I go...

Where could I go but to the Lord