Bright lights, the big city
Went straight to my baby's head
She never listened to a word
Of what her daddy said

The music and the parties
And the laughter turned her on
She lost herself in running
And all we had was gone

That's the year my dream died in New York City
That's the year I had to leave that town
That's the year, people, my dream died in New York City
That's the year I left without a sound

Bottles are all empty
And we sang an awful song
Thank the Lord that
New York City people love the strong

I think of all the good times
When my cup overflowed
Ain't it funny, baby
That we've taken different roads

That's the year my dream died in New York City
That's the year I had to leave that town
That's the year, people, my dream died in New York City
That's the year I left without a sound

Yeah

There'll always be a little New York City
In my heart
Though this country soul of mine
I knew right from the start

Saints of stone are lonely
In the old cathedral hall
Perhaps they knew before the rest
That I had to leave it all

That's the year my dream died in New York City
That's the year I had to leave that town
That's the year, my dream died in New York City
That's the year I left without a sound

My dream died in New York City
That's the year I
That's the year my dream died in New York City
That's the year I had to leave that town