Come on along and listen to the lullaby of Broadway.
The hip hooray and ballyhoo, the lullaby of Broadway.
The rumble of a subway train,
The rattle of the taxis.
The daffydils who entertain at Angelo’s and Maxie’s.

When a Broadway baby says “Good night,”
It’s early in the morning.
Manhattan babies don’t sleep tight until the dawn;

Good night, Baby. Good night,
Milkman’s on his way.
Sleep tight, Baby. Sleep tight,
Let’s call it a day.

Hey!

Come on along and listen to the lullaby of Broadway.
The hi-dee-hi and boop-a-doo,
The lullaby of Broadway.
The band begins to go to town and ev’ry one goes crazy.
You rock-a-bye your baby ’round ’til ev’rything gets hazy.

“Hush-a-bye, I’ll buy you this and that,”
You hear a daddy saying.
And baby goes home to her flat to sleep all day.

Good night, Baby. Good night, milkman’s on his way.
Sleep tight, Baby. Sleep tight,
Let’s call it a day!

Listen to the lullaby of Old Broadway.