The sun comes swaggering across the harbor

And kisses the lady waiting in the narrows

And she already plenty shaky stands there

Blushing, clutching the torch of liberty Uptown Luigi who don't speak English so good

Is having an accident

Backing his dump truck into the fence

The tin cans go clattering down the lane A drowsy bum thinks it's thunder

And pulls the news over his head to stop the rain No, it ain't Judgment Day

No, it ain't Armageddon It's just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor

It's just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor Suburban refugees fleeing the cracked cisterns

Worm ridden fruit trees stream out Grand Central

Pleased to be breathing bagels and pollution In Time Square new graffiti, old revolutions

A bag lady is cursing the waiter for giving her a free coffee

Lucky he's a Jesus freak moonlighting At the Acme discount store over in Queens

The burglar alarm starts to scream

A cop whips out his gun, fires one and yells, "Freeze!" No, it ain't World War IV

No, it ain't World War IV It's just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor

It's just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor Nearby the Hudson a hooker makes a U

To help a blind man to his pew in the park

Some long ago home training jars the memory The bag lady says, "Thank you" and curtsies

The herd of beaten tourists limp homeward

Having bitten off more than they could chew

Moaning them old big city blues Miss Liberty depicts her qualms and grins

Another subway starts rattling

And Luigi's cans go clattering down the hill No, it ain't some kind of ill wind

No, it ain't the world coming to an end Just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor

It's just the apple stretching and yawning

Just morning

New York putting its feet on the floor Sunny New York

Sunny New York