Sunday in New York Karaoke - Bobby Darin

This title is a cover of Sunday in New York as made famous by Bobby Darin

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About

Tempo: variable (around 138 BPM)

In the same key as the original: B♭, G

Duration: 02:30 - Preview at: 01:10

Release date: 1964
Genres: Pop, Jazz, In English
Original songwriters: Peter Bernard Nero, Carroll Coates

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Lyrics Sunday in New York

New York on Sunday
Big City takin' a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
If you've got troubles just take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles in the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spendin' a dime watchin' people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores there's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beatin'
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greetin' then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
New York on Sunday
Big City takin' a nap
Slow down, it's Sunday
Life's a ball, let it fall in your lap
And if you've got troubles go take them out for a walk
They'll burst like bubbles in the fun of a Sunday in New York
You can spend time without spendin' a dime watchin' people watch people pass
Later you pause and in one of those stores there's that face next to yours in the glass
Two hearts stop beatin'
You're both too breathless to speak
Love smiles her greetin' then the dream that has seen you through the week
Comes true on Sunday in New York
Comes true on Sunday in New York

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