[00:00.830]Philip Chevron!
[00:09.767]The island, it is silent now
[00:13.228]But the ghosts still haunt the waves
[00:16.512]And the torch lights up a famished man
[00:20.507]Whom fortune could not save
[00:23.964]Did you work upon the railroad?
[00:27.660]Did you rid the streets of crime?
[00:31.083]Were your dollars from the White House?
[00:34.565]Were they from the five and dime?
[00:38.316]Did the old songs taunt or cheer you?
[00:41.735]And did they still make you cry?
[00:45.133]Did you count the months and years
[00:48.584]Or did your teardrops quickly dry?
[00:52.164]"Ah, no," says he, "'twas not to be
[00:55.966]On a coffin ship I came here
[00:59.523]And I never even got so far
[01:02.768]That they could change my name"
[01:06.158]Thousands are sailing across the western ocean
[01:13.226]To a land of opportunity that some of them will never see
[01:20.290]Fortune prevailing across the western ocean
[01:27.101]Their bellies full, their spirits free
[01:30.563]They'll break the chains of poverty
[01:33.800]And they'll dance
[01:48.346]In Manhattan's desert twilight
[01:51.771]In the death of afternoon
[01:55.412]We stepped hand in hand down Broadway
[01:59.035]Like the first men on the moon
[02:02.946]And "The Blackbird" broke the silence
[02:06.340]As you whistled it so sweet
[02:10.130]And in Brendan Behan's footsteps
[02:13.872]I danced up and down the street
[02:17.540]Then we said goodnight to Broadway
[02:21.139]Giving it our best regards
[02:24.359]Tipped our hats to Mr. Cohan
[02:27.874]Dear old Times Square's favorite bard
[02:31.578]Then we raised a glass to JFK
[02:35.507]And a dozen more besides
[02:38.756]When I got back to my empty room
[02:42.616]I suppose I must have cried
[02:46.214]Thousands are sailing again across the ocean
[02:53.109]Where the hand of opportunity draws tickets in a lottery
[03:00.294]Postcards we're mailing of sky-blue skies and oceans
[03:07.095]From rooms the daylight never sees
[03:10.705]And lights don't glow on Christmas trees
[03:14.007]But we dance to the music and we dance
[03:49.291]Thousands are sailing again across the ocean
[03:55.887]Where the hand of opportunity draws tickets in a lottery
[04:02.977]Postcards we're mailing of sky-blue skies and oceans
[04:09.755]From rooms the daylight never sees
[04:13.230]And lights don't glow on Christmas trees
[04:16.630]Still we dance to the music and we dance
[04:50.073]Thank you, say welcome Sunny Side of the Street