If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
Right through the very heart of it, New York, New York
These little town blues are melting away
King of the hill, a number one
And find I'm king of the hill, top of the heap
And find I'm a number one, top of the list
It's up to you, New York, New York
These little town blues are melting away
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
If I can make it there, I'm gonna make it anywhere
I'll make a brand new start of it in old New York
New York, New York
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York, yeah
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps
These vagabond shoes are longing to stray
