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Isn't she a beauty?
Isn't she a queen?
Nicest bridge that I have ever seen
Her paint's a little tattered
Where age has left its touch
Still I guess I'll always love her
Very much
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 trying to sell you
The Brooklyn Bridge
Folks in Manhattan are sad
'Cause they look at her and wish they had
The good old Brooklyn Bridge
We forever claimed her, when we proudly named her
The Brooklyn Bridge (not any old bridge but the Brooklyn Bridge)
Everyone's sincere-er, as you're getting nearer
The Brooklyn Bridge (I pity the New York crowd)
The folks in Manhattan are sad (they're so sad)
'Cause they look at her and wish they had
The good old Brooklyn
Nothing but the Brooklyn
The good old Brooklyn Bridge