Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong - Autumn In New York

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 They sigh for exotic lands It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again Autumn in New York The gleaming rooftops at sundown Oh, autumn in New York It lifts you up when you run down Yes, jaded roues and gay divorcees Who lunch at the Ritz Will tell you that it's divine This autumn in New York Transforms the slums into Mayfair Oh, autumn in New York You'll need no castles in Spain Yes, lovers that bless the dark On the benches in Central Park Greet autumn in New York It's good to live it again Autumn in New York That brings the promise of new love Autumn in New York Is often mingled with pain Dreamers with empty hands They sigh for exotic lands It's autumn in New York It's good to live it again