Brooklyn Bridge

Writer(s): Jule Styne / Sammy Cahn

Like the folks you meet on, like to plant my feet on, the Brooklyn Bridge.
What a lovely view from, heaven looks at you from, the Brooklyn Bridge.
I love to listen to the wind through her strings, the songs that she sings for the town.

I love to look up at the clouds in her hair she’s learned to wear like a crown.
If you’ve been a rover, journey’s end lies over the Brooklyn Bridge.
Don’t let no one tell you I’ve been trying to sell you the Brooklyn Bridge.
All the folks in Manhattan are sad, ‘cause they look at her and wish they had
The good old Brooklyn Bridge.
(instrumental)
If you’ve been a rover, journey’s end lies over the Brooklyn Bridge.
Don’t let no one tell you that I’ve been trying to sell you the Brooklyn Bridge.
You’ll miss her most when you roam, ‘cause you’ll think of her and think of home.

The good old Brooklyn Bridge.

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