GRANDMAMMA IT ’S NEW YORK

He was just a child forty five years old
Who travelled alone with his old grandmother
He was just a child forty five years old
Travelling alone with his grandma’s fold
His beautiful beard so curly and black
Was the glory of his many relations
His beautiful beard so curly and black
Was the glory of his whole family clan
One day he left on a big boat
Thinking he’d land on the Chinese coast
But after eight days, what surprise
Everyone heard his cries:

Grandmamma it’s New York
I can see so many buildings
Grandmamma it’s New York
I see all the boats in the port of New York.
All the seagulls went hallo
In the sky I can see the crazy seagulls
All the seagulls went hallo
It’s so wonderful that my heart’s all aglow.

Grandmamma calmed her boy
With a little chocolate toy
But the child feeling so good
Yelled out loud as he could

Grandmamma it’s New York
I can see so many buildings.
etc…

As he was in the diplomatic corps
He was always on a charming cruise
As he was in the diplomatic corps
He visited foreign countries galore
He lived like this ‘til he was ninety two
Always chaperoned by his old grandmother
He lived like this ‘til he was ninety two
Always under his grandmother’s view
The day of his death she was right there,
(Pas folle la vieille.)
The day of his death she was right there
Still giving him a chocolate éclair
But he quite far gone on his way
Could only gently say:

Grandmamma it’s New York
I can see so many buildings
Grandmamma it’s New York
I see all the boats in the port of New York.
All the seagulls went hello
In the sky I can see the crazy seagulls
All the seagulls went hello
It’s so wonderful that my heart’s all aglow.

When he got to the Pearly Gate
What did he see ? The Empire State
Angels reading The Daily News
Others singing Manhattan Blues
See my boy, it’s New York
You can see so many buildings.
See my boy, it’s New York
Look there is the Good Lord
In the port of New York