New york, new york - live at royal albert hall / 1984 lyrics

by

Frank Sinatra


Start spreading the news
I am 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 want to 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
I want to wake up
In a city that never sleeps
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
King of the hill
A number one
These little town blues
Oh they're melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York
And If I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York, New York

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