bronx bound 1, 42nd street times square next
Stand clear of the closing doors
bronx bound uptown, that's my line
don't look like much, but it's all mine
the end of the road is all I know
242nd street, I'm almost home
the roar of the crowd from gaelic park
underage guinness at the terminal bar
the lights on broadway never looked so fine
as they do underneath the one and nine
well the din of the subway cars
sounds like a heavenly choir
and the shower of sparks they bring
shine like angels' wings
and the writing on the concrete walls
is all I need
to lead me to salvation
underneath the one and nine
jam packed nights at sam mcguire's
that's where I first caught the fire
I jumped on stage, sang dirty old town
it broke my heart when that joint closed down
well the din of the subway cars
sounds like heavenly choir
and the shower of sparks they bring
shine like angels' wings
and the writing on the concrete walls
is all I need
to lead me to salvation
underneath the one and nine
its a world of troubles
I sure had some
I don't know where I'm going
but I know where I'm from
I'm from new york town, the very best part
with the guts and the grit and the love and the heart
so when my time has finally come
buy me one last token for one last run
with a sweet slow song, and a bottle of wine
spread my ashes neath the one and nine

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