(J. B. Coats)

Living Below In This Old Sinful World
Hardly A Comfort Can Afford
Striving Alone To Face Temptations Call
Where Could I Goto The Lord

Where Could I Gowhere Could I Go
Seeking A Refuge For My Soul
Needing A Friend To Help Me In The End
Where Could I Go To The Lord

Neighbors Are Fun I Love ‘em Everyone
We Get Along In Sweet Accord
But When I Pass The Chilling Hand Of Death
Where Could I Goto The Lord

Where Could I Gowhere Could I Go
Seeking A Refuge For My Soul
Needing A Friend To Help Me In The End
Where Could I Go To The Lord

Life Here Is Grand With Friends I Love So Well
Comfort I Get From God's Own Word
But When My Soul Needs Manna From Above
Where Could I Goto The Lord

Where Could I Gowhere Could I Go
Seeking A Refuge For My Soul
Needing A Friend To Help Me In The End
Where Could I Go To The Lord

Where Could I Gowhere Could I Go
Seeking A Refuge For My Soul
Needing A Friend To Help Me In The End
Where Could I Go To The Lord
Where Could I Go To The Lord