Here I am, standing all alone
Seems like I'm a thousand miles from home
You know that never did I have a friend
You know I never had a dollar that I could lend

And sometimes I get down on my knees
And I wonder if He sees

New York City is where I'm from
Down there in the ghetto, where you don't come
Seems like my life has passed me by
And you tell me, tears of joy,
But I tell you, I cry!

And sometimes I get down on my knees
And I wonder if He sees

Don't give me liquor for my pain
All my friends they never came back again
Nowhere to run, there's nowhere to hide
Just me in the ghetto with you looking in from outside

And sometimes I get down on my knees
And I wonder if He sees