Музыка Jogn KANDER Слова Fred EBB 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 and step around a heart of it Right through the very heart of it New York, New York.
I wanna wake up in a city That doesn’t sleep, To find I`m king of the hill Top of the heap.
My 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.