The greyhound drove thro' Buffalo
As morning light appeared
The ache of travel weighing heavy
Nothing to eat and eyes so weary
Then golden light touched towers of glass
..And I nearly cheered

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But in the distance gleaming spires
The morning sun lit NewYork's towers
The beauty of those dreaming spires
Has warmed me in the darker hours
Dreaming spires, dreaming spires
I bow my thanks to NewYork's towers

Spring time leaves had come at last
Your city breathed young air
As life renewed came to her ways
And sunlight warmed her golden days
With trees that graced her park and road
your metropolis seemed fair

I only had some ragged clothes
And walked your streets alone
Then Harlem showed a friendly face
And mother Marshall's gift of grace
Soon I'll board a Jumbo plane
And start my journey home

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But in the distance gleaming spires
The morning sun lit NewYork's towers
The beauty of those dreaming spires
Has warmed me in the darker hours
Dreaming spires, dreaming spires
I bow my thanks to NewYork's towers