Frank Sinatra - Brooklyn Bridge - Текст песни

Like the folks you meet on
Like to plant my feet on the Brooklyn Bridge
What a lovely view from
Heaven looks at you from the Brooklyn Bridge

        I love to listen to the wind through her strings
        The song that she sings for the town
        I love to look up at the clouds in her hair
        She's learned to wear like a crown

If you've been a rover
Journey's end lies over the Brooklyn Bridge
Don't let no one tell you
I've been tryin' to sell you the Brooklyn Bridge

                All the folks in Manhattan are sad
                'cause they look at her and wish they had
                The good old Brooklyn Bridge



If you've been a rover
Journey's end lies over the Brooklyn Bridge
Don't let no one tell you
I've been tryin' to sell you the Brooklyn Bridge

                You'll miss her most when you roam
                'cause you'll think of her and think of home
                The good old Brooklyn Bridge