Autumn in New York again.

Yesterday I went on a date with just me, God and New York...

Autumn in New York (A song by Vernon Duke, performed by Billie Holiday)

It’s time to end my lonely holiday

And bid the country a hasty farewell.

So on this gray and melancholy day

I’ll move to a Manhattan hotel.

I’ll dispose of my rose-colored chattels

And prepare for my share of adventures and battles.

Here on the twenty-seventh floor,

Looking down on the city I hate and adore!

Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Autumn in New York, it spells the thrill of first-nighting.
Gliterring crowds and shimmering clouds in canyons of steel,

They’re making me feel

I’m home.

It’s 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;

It’s Autumn in New York, it’s good to live it again.

Autumn in New York, the gleaming rooftops at sundown.
Autumn in New York, it lifts you up when you’re run down.
Jaded roués and gay divorcees who lunch at the Ritz

Will tell you that “it’s divine!”

This Autumn in New York transforms the slums into Mayfair;
Autumn in New York, you’ll need no castles in Spain.
Lovers that bless the dark

On benches in Central Park

Greet Autumn in New York

It’s good to live it again.