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 wanna wake up in a city
That never sleep,
And 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, make it there,
I`ll make it anywhere
It`s up to you
New York, New York.