Start spreading the news I'm leaving today I want to be a part of it
New York,
New York

These vagabond shoes They are longing to stray Right through the very heart of it New York,
New York

I want to wake up in a city That never sleeps
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap

These small town blues They 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 doesn't sleep And find that I'm number one Top of the list Head of the heap King
of the hill

These little town blues They've all melted away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it In old New York

And If I can make it there I'll make it practically anywhere
It's up to you
New York,
New York
New York