the more i travel across the gravel
the more i sail the sea
the more i feel convinced of the fact
new yorks the town for me
its crazy skyline
is right in my line
and when im far away
im able to bear it
for several hours
then i break down and say
take me back to manhattan
take me back to new york
im just longing to see once more
my little home on the hundreth floor
can you wonder im gloomy?
can you smile when i frown?
i miss the east side
the west side
the NORTH side
and the south side
so take me back to manhattan that dear old dirty town!
