Kenny Chesney

shades of gray

Edwin H. Balder gives this song's rights free to all no strings BUT rock the solos in your cover..OK!
New York Makes You Live Life   by songwriter Edwin H. Balder
Sun hits the Brooklyn Bridge like a spotlight
Bodega coffee steaming in my hand
Sidewalk saxophone starts my morning right
Another magic hour in this promised land

I trade hellos with the newsstand king
His wrinkled hands know every headline's weight
The bagel guy sings off-key to Springsteen
As cream cheese drips on my "I love NY" plate

Hot grease dances on the halal cart grill
While Wall Street taps their Oxford shoes in line
That ballerina rushing to Lincoln Center
Pirouettes around a construction sign


It's another wonderful day in New York
Where every block's a scene from your favorite movie
From Harlem's stoops to SoHo's chalkboard menus
The whole world lives here - crowded and groovy (groovy)
Yeah it's loud, it's proud, it's in-your-face alive
New York  (New York) makes you live life(

 (HERE ARE THE LYRICS WE CUT TO HAVE LONGER SOLOS...FEEL FREE TO ADD THEM IN YOUR COVER...)

he Met steps bloom with TikTok poets
Their rhymes battling taxi horns for air
While downtown, some jazz cat's free-styling
Key changes tangled in her magenta hair

That Ukrainian grandma at Veselka's counter
Winks as she slips me extra pierogi
Across the booth, a Broadway understudy
Practices lines with her latte foam logo

[CHORUS]
It's another wonderful day in New York
Where every block's a scene from your favorite movie
From Harlem's stoops to SoHo's chalkboard menus
The whole world lives here - crowded and groovy (groovy)
Yeah it's loud, it's proud, it's in-your-face alive
New York (New York)  makes you live life electrified

[BRIDGE]
The Empire State blushes pink at twilight
to Washington Square's guitar tip jar delight
That couple's first kiss under Grand Central's ceiling
Mingles with the N train's delay as New York'ers keep dealing

And me? I'm just grinning on this fire escape
Watching eight million stories rewrite their fate
[VERSE 3]
Chinatown's lanterns glow like fallen constellations
As dumpling steam curls into midnight's script
Somewhere in Queens, a salsa band's temptations
Make laundry lines swing in time... shaking hips

The High Line's laughing with stolen first dates
While the Staten Island Ferry winks at Lady Liberty
And deep in some basement, the next big thing's waits
Between a poet, a punk, and New York philosophy 

[OUTRO]
The city hums me to sleep with sirens and guitar
Already dreaming of tomorrow's bagels and battle scars
This messy, magnificent concrete constellation
Where else could all these lights burn into sensation
 New York....( love... New York) ....New.. York..
( love... New York)  love... New York....


Thanks TO : Hot Cookie!

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