New York, New York - Keely Smith, Frankie Capp Orchestra

«New York, New York»

Start spreading the news,

I’m leaving today.

I want to be a part of it,

New York, New York.

These vagabond shoes are longing to stray

right through the very heart of it,

New York, New York.

I wanna wake up in a city that doesn’t sleep

and find I’m king of the hill, top of the heap.

These little town blues are melting away.

I’ll make a brand new start of it in old New York.

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere.

It’s up to you, New York, New York.

New York

New York, New York.

I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps

and find I’m a number one, top of the list.

These little town blues are melting away.

I’ll make a brand new start of it in old New York.

If I can make it there, I’ll make it anywhere.

It’s up to you, New York, New York.

New York