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

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, are melting away

And 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

Bailey Sue