Музыка Jogn KANDER
Слова Fred EBB
Start spreading the news,
Im 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 Im king of the hill
Top of the heap.
These little town blues
Are melting away.
Ill make a brand new start of it
In old New York
If I can make it, make it there,
Ill make it anywhere
Its up to you
New York, New York.
New York.