It's dawn in the city. An old story's told
While the streets of Manhattan are cold as ice and covered with snow
The bells of St Patrick's cut across the table talk
Singing ding dong it's Christmas in New York
Cops at the diner, men in top hats .
Lonely street people keeping warm at the laundrymat
The bells of St Patrick's greet the shoppers as they walk
Singing ding dong it's Christmas in New York.
See the kids up in Central Park coming down the hills on sleighs
The tower out at Kennedy looks for Santa on his way
A little girl grabs a sidewalk Santa with a look that cuts right through
She says Santa I've been good all year now it's up to you
Russian cab drives pretty lady in pink.
The skaters as they huddle sipping coffee up at Woolman Rink
The bells of St Patrick's rise above the city squark
Singing ding dong why can't you hear me ?
Ding dong time to gather near me
Ding dong it's Christmas in New York
Singing ding dong the season calls you ding dong may it hold and bless you
Ding dong it's Christmas in New York
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Lyrics submitted by Jim Indelicato.