Start spreading the news,
I´m leaving today
I wanna be a part of it,
New York, New York.

These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
And step around the heart of it,
New York, New York

I wanna wake up in the 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´d make it anywhere
It´s up to you,
New York, New York

New York, New York
I wanna wake up,
In the city that doesn´t sleep,
To find I´m king of the hill,
Head of the list
Cream of the crop
At the 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´d make it anywhere
Come on,
Come through New York, New York