Living below in this old sinful world
Hardly a comfort can afford
Striving alone to face temptation sore
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go, oh, where could I go
Seeking a refuge for my soul
Needing a friend to help me in the end
Where could I go but to the Lord
(Where could I go but to the Lord)
Neighbors are kind I love them
Everyone we get along sweet accord
But when I face the chilly hand of death
Where could I go but to the Lord
Where could I go [unverified]
Where could I go but to the Lord