New York, New York

New York, New York - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

Lyrics by：John Kander

Composed by：http:/www.sinatra.com

Start spreading the news you're leaving today

I want to be a part of it：New York New York

Your vagabond shoes

They are longing to stray

And step around the heart of it New York New York

I wanna wake up in that city that doesn't sleep

And find your king of the hill top of the heap

You're small town blues they are melting away

I'm gonna make a brand new start of it in old New York

You always make it there you make it anywhere

It's up to you New York New York

In New York New York

I wanna wake up in that city that doesn't sleep

And find I'm king of the hill top of the list

And number one King of the hill

These little town blues they have all melted away

And I'm gonna make a brand new start of it

Right there in old New York

You always make it there you make it anywhere

Come on come through New York New York

New York