City Called Heaven

City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson

I am on a pilgrim of sorrow

I'm left in this whole wide world

I'm left in this wide world alone

I have no hope for tomorrow

But I've started to make heaven my home

Well sometimes I am tossed

Sometimes I am driven low

Sometimes oh I oh tird

I don't know which way I give roam oh I give roam

But I've heard of a city called heaven

And I've started to make heaven my home