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...