Start spreadin' the news, I'm leavin' today
I want to be a part of it
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps
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, 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!!!
Writer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander
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