Jo Stafford
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
Its 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
Its autumn in New York
Its good to live it again
Dreamers with empty hands
May sigh for exotic lands
Its autumn in New York
Its good to live it again
Autumn in New York