Nyc song
John cafferty
I say, hey little girl take me by the hand
Walk with me down this boardwalk one last time again
We see those pretty pear lights, hear those carnival sounds
We stop right at the top tonight, the first view goes around
You say that I've been restless, you don't understand
Tomorrow I'll be leavin' on the morning train
Could leave this candy everytime behind
To get out while I still can
Go to New York city, with this guitar in my hand
Wish all these stars to know, the player in these bars to know
Hold up in your arms to know, the prisoner of my heart to know
Go to New York city, to find out where I stay
And I'll be walking down the broadway, with this guitar in my hand
I sing for these tourists, by the dream life on the water
The dream make it's broken, this life's yet harder and harder
Could leave this candy everytime behind
To get out while I still can
Go to New York city, with this guitar in my hand
Wish all these stars to know, the player in these bars to know
Hold up in your arms to know, the prisoner of my heart to know
Go to New York city, to find out where I stay
And I'll be walking down the broadway, with this guitar in my hand
Walk with me down this boardwalk one last time again
We see those pretty pear lights, hear those carnival sounds
We stop right at the top tonight, the first view goes around
You say that I've been restless, you don't understand
Tomorrow I'll be leavin' on the morning train
Could leave this candy everytime behind
To get out while I still can
Go to New York city, with this guitar in my hand
Wish all these stars to know, the player in these bars to know
Hold up in your arms to know, the prisoner of my heart to know
Go to New York city, to find out where I stay
And I'll be walking down the broadway, with this guitar in my hand
I sing for these tourists, by the dream life on the water
The dream make it's broken, this life's yet harder and harder
Could leave this candy everytime behind
To get out while I still can
Go to New York city, with this guitar in my hand
Wish all these stars to know, the player in these bars to know
Hold up in your arms to know, the prisoner of my heart to know
Go to New York city, to find out where I stay
And I'll be walking down the broadway, with this guitar in my hand
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