When the strike's settled
I should probably be hitting the road
I don't get it
What's Santa Fe got that New York ain't?
Or better yet, what's New York got that Santa Fe ain't?
New York's got us
And we're family
And, you've got one more ace up your sleeve
What would that be?
Wherever you go, I'm there right by your side
For sure?
For sure
Don't take much to be a dreamer
All you do is close your eyes
But some made-up world is all you ever see
Now my eyes is finally open
And my dreams, they's average size
But they don't much matter if you ain't with me
*cheers*
We'll all be out there
Carrying the banner man to man
We're always out there
Soaking every sucker that we can
Here's a headline:
Newsies on a Mission
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
We'll be out there
Carrying the banner
See us out there
Carrying the banner
Always out there
Carrying the banner
Look at me
I'm the King o' New York
Suddenly
I'm respectable
Starin' right at ya
Lousy dispatcher
Glory be
I'm the King o' New York
Victory
Front page story
Guts and glory
I'm the King
Of New York

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