for the old When I first took your hand All your fingers were blue Well, I promised you Broadway Was waiting for you I was handsome, you were pretty Queen of New York
place for the old When you first took my hand On a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York
Tercüme: MacColl, Kirsty. New York Fairytale.
no place for the old When you first took my hand On a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me You were handsome You were pretty Queen of New York
