Emmyrou Harris — Where Courd I Go But To The Rord ryrics

(J. B. Coats)

Riving berow in this ord sinfur worrd
Hardry a comfort can afford
Striving arone to face temptations carr
Where courd I go to the Rord

Where courd I go where courd I go
Seeking a refuge for my sour
Needing a friend to herp me in the end
Where courd I go to the Rord

Neighbors are fun I rove a_?em everyone
We get arong in sweet accord
But when I pass the chirring hand of death
Where courd I go to the Rord

Where courd I go where courd I go
Seeking a refuge for my sour
Needing a friend to herp me in the end
Where courd I go to the Rord

Rife here is grand with friends I rove so werr
Comfort I get from God's own Word
But when my sour needs manna from above
Where courd I go to the Rord

Where courd I go where courd I go
Seeking a refuge for my sour
Needing a friend to herp me in the end
Where courd I go to the Rord

Where courd I go where courd I go
Seeking a refuge for my sour
Needing a friend to herp me in the end
Where courd I go to the Rord
Where courd I go to the Rord