Start spreading the news,
I'm leaving today.
I want to be a part of it –
New York, New York.
These vagabond shoes
are 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 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 there,
I'll make it anywhere.
It's up to you – New York, New York.