Intro Verse:)

^DSummer ^F#mi7journeys^Bmi7 to Ni^A7ag'ra a^Dnd to ^A7other p^G/Blaces ^A7aggra^F#mi7vate all our ^Bm7/5-cares; We'll s^Emi7ave our fa^A7/9-res.

^DI've a ^F#mi7cozy l^Bmi7ittle fl^A7at in w^Dhat is k^A7nown as ^G/Bold Manh^A7attan; ^C9We'll settle d^B9own ^B9right h^Emi7ere in ^A7/9-town.

(Melody:)

^DWe'll have Ma^Fdiminhattan,^Emi7 the Bronx and ^A7/6Staten I^D9sland, too; It's l^Fdimiovely ^Emi7going t^A7hrough ^A7/5+the zoo^D. ^Fdimi, ^Emi7, ^A7

^DIt's very ^Fdimifancy ^Emi7 on old De ^A7/6lancy St ^Bmi7reet, you know; ^G7The ^F#7subw^F7ay ch^E7arms us ^F7so ^E7 when balmy b^A7reezes blow ^G/Bto and ^A7fro.

^DAnd^Am7 tell me ^B7what street^Emi7 compares with ^A7/6Mott Sreet^Dmaj7 in July? ^F#mi7Sweet p^Fdimiushcarts ^Emi7gently ^G/Bgli - ^A7/5+ding b^F#mi7y.

^B7The ^Fdimigreat ^B7big ^Emi7city's a ^G/Bwond'rous^Gdimi toy ^Edimi just ^F#mmade for a ^Bmi7girl and ^E9boy. ^DWe'll turn Ma^Fdiminhattan ^Emi7into an ^A7/6isle ^A7/9- of jo^D6, ^Fdimi, ^Emi7, ^A7y.

We'll go to Yonkers, where true love conquers in the wilds, And starve together, Dear, in Childs'. We'll go to Coney and eat baloney on a roll; In Central Park we'll stroll Where our first kiss we stole, soul to soul. And "My Fair Lady" is a terrific show, they say; We both may see it close someday. The city's clamour can never spoil the dreams of a boy and goil;

^DWe'll turn Ma^Fdiminhattan ^Emi7into an ^A7/6isle ^A7/9- of jo^D6y. ^Fdimi, ^Emi7, ^A7/9-, ^D6

Ella Fitzgerald - Manhattan