When Manhattan Was A Maiden
Lyrics & Music by: Carly Simon
When Manhattan was a maiden
I was her lover
I was the Brooklyn Bridge
Carrying wood for her fires
The horns and the whistles
Her personal choir
I gave her those things
Her heart most desired
And oh, how the band played on
And oh, once again into the dawn
When Manhattan was a maiden
I was her lover
I was the snow curving blind
Down around her hips
The horse making tracks
On the first of his trips
As the deep scarlet moon
I was kissing her lips
And oh, how the band played on
And oh, how the band played on
And oh, once again into the dawn
When Manhattan was a maiden
Now she is wild girl, this island
The shucks of the sidewalks
She leaps of it’s ledge,
doesn’t need to be reminded
With her touch me pants
and her go to hell shoes
Not much could still be new for her,
this beauty born and brutal
as the New York day is long
When Manhattan was a maiden,
I was her lover
Maybe she still has my picture
between some leather bound pages
But her number, it changes
again and again
I don’t know if she would recognize
such an old friend
But oh, how the band plays on
And oh, how the band plays on
Oh, once again into the dawn
Oh, New York City baby
Happy New Year
Once again into the dawn
‘Round again
It goes around
Another millennium
So big deal, just the millennium
Oooh…
Once again into the dawn
Oh…
© 2000 C'est Music ASCAP