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 through the very heart of it
New York, New York
**I want to wake up, in a city that never sleeps
To find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap
These 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'll make it anywhere
It's up to you,
New York... New York
New York... New York