Where could I go but to the lord

by Elvis Presley

Living below, in this old sinful world Hardly a comfort can afford Striving alone to face temptation so Now won't you tell me Where could I go but to the Lord Where could I go (could I go) oh where could I go (could I go) Seeking the refuge for my soul (for my soul) Needing a friend (needing a friend) to save me in the end (in the end) Won't you tell me Where could I go but to the Lord Life here is grand with friends I love so dear Comfort I get from God's own Word Yet when I face that chilling hand of death Won't you tell me Where could I go but to the Lord Where could I go (could I go) Oh where could I go (could I go) Seeking the refuge for my soul (for my soul) Needing a friend (needing a friend) To save me in the end (in the end) Won't you tell me Where could I go but to the Lord Where could I go but to the Lord