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 doesn't sleeps
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap
My small town blues
They have drifted away
I'm gonna 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 have all melted away
I am about to make a brand new start of it
But there in old New York
And you better believe it baby
If I can make it there
You know, I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York
New York
