Caprices For Solo Violin, Op.1, No.7 In A Minor (Moderato Assai)

There's a boat that's leavin' soon, for New York
Come with me
That's where we belong, sister

You and me can live that high life in New York
Come with me
There you can't go wrong, sister

I'll buy you the swellest mansion
Up on upper Fifth Avenue
And through Harlem, we'll go struttin', we'll go a-struttin'
And there'll be nothin' too good for you

I'll dress you in silks and satins
In the latest Paris styles
All the blues you'll be forgettin', you'll be forgettin'
There'll be no frettin', just nothin' but smiles

Come along with me
That's the place, huh
Don't be a fool, come along, come along

There's a boat that's leavin' soon, for New York
Come with me
That's where we belong, sister
That's where we belong!

There's a boat that's leavin' soon, for New York
Come with me
That's where we belong, Bess
That's where we belong!

Come on, Bess!