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 song 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 tryin' 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
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 tryin' 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
Like to plant my feet on the Brooklyn Bridge
What a lovely view from
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