Big apple, you’re the sweetest wine sap all the way from here to Henry’s Fork.
You knew you were my baby, but you never knew I stole you from a stork.
I plagiarise myself to say, ‘I ran away from all the noise I so
abhor. Before I left they told me I’d be back for more’, to lay me low.
New York, New York
New York is a busy place
New York is a dizzy place, but it's home
New York, New York
New York is a haugthy place
New York is a naughty place, but it's home
I ran away from all the noise I so abhor
Before I left they told me
I'd be back for more
New York, New York
For more of New York
For more of my home
My home, sweet home
New York was written by Moondog & Louis Hardin.
New York was produced by John Harle.