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 never 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, make it there, I`ll make it anywhere It`s up to you New York, New York.