Lord I don't know which way I am going Which way the river gonna flow It's 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, We'll find somewhere the streets are paved with gold Bullets fly, split the sky But that's all right, sometimes, sunlight comes streaming through the holes Oooohhh ooooohh...