Lyrics

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 to the very heart of it New York, New York I wanna wake up in the city That never sleeps And find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap These angel town blues Are melting away I'll make a brand new start of it In Old New York Its up to you, New York Its up to you
Writer(s): Fred Ebb, John Kander Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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