Posted in The Lyrics

New York, New York | Frank Sinatra

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’m gonna 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 doesn’t sleep
And find I’m a king of the hill, top of the list, top of the heap, king of the hill
A number one

These little town blues, are 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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