New York City Serenade
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen; Pete Yorn



Billy he's down by the railroad tracks 
Sittin' low in the back seat of his Cadillac 
Diamond Jackie, she's so intact 
As she falls so softly beneath him 
Jackie's heels are stacked 
Billy's got cleats on his boots 
Together they're gonna boogaloo down 
Broadway and come back home with the loot 
It's midnight in Manhattan, this is no time to get cute 
It's a mad dog's promenade 
So walk tall or baby don't walk at all 
Fish lady, oh fish lady 
She baits them tenement walls 
She won't take corner boys 
They ain't got no money 
And they're so easy 
I said "Hey, baby 
Won't you take my hand 
Walk with me down Broadway 
Well mama take my arm and move with me down Broadway" 
I'm a young man, I talk it real loud 
Yeah babe I walk it real proud for you 
Ah so shake it away 
So shake away your street life 
Shake away your city life 
Hook up to the train 
And hook up to the night train 
Hook it up 
Hook up to the train 
But I know that she won't take the train, no she won't take the train 
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train 
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train 
Oh she won't take the train, no she won't take the train 
She's afraid them tracks are gonna slow her down 
And when she turns this boy'll be gone 
So long, sometimes you just gotta walk on, walk on 

Hey vibes man, hey jazz man, play me your serenade 
Any deeper blue and you're playin' in your grave 
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the blues boy 
Save your notes, don't spend 'em on the darlin' yearlin' sharp boy 
Straight for the church note ringin', vibes man sting a trash can 
Listen to your junk man 
Listen to your junk man 
Listen to your junk man 
He's singin', he's singin', he's singin' 
All dressed up in satin, walkin' past the alley 
He's singin', singin', singin', singin'