Vernon Duke
It`s time to end my holiday and bid the country a hasty farewell.
So on this gray and melancholy day, I`ll move to a Manhattan hotel.
I`ll dispose of my rose-colored chattels and prepare for my share of adventures and battles,
Here on the twenty-seventh floor looking down on the city I hate and adore!
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first-nighting.
Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel; they`re making me feel I`m home.
It`s autumn in New York that brings the promise of new love. Autumn in New
York is often mingled with pain.
Dreamers with empty hands may sigh for exotic lands;
it`s autumn in New York;
it`s good to live again.
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