new york , new york Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today. I want to be a part of it New York, New York. I want to wake up in a city, That doesn't sleep, and find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap. These vagabond shoes Are longing to stray And step around the very heart of it New York, New York. If I can make it there, I'd make it anywhere It's up to you, New York, New York. I want to wake up in a city, That doesn't sleep, and find I'm king of the hill Top of the heap. My little town blues Are melting away I'm gonna make a brand new start of it In old New York. If I can make it there, I'd make it anywhere its up to you New York, New York.