New York Is the New South

[Verse] Subway's rumblin' like an old smokestack Brownstones leanin' in the city night East Village eyes stare at echo tracks City sighs beneath that pale moonlight [Verse 2] Neon ghosts where the vine once grew Bodegas whisper "Hushed dreams Old and new." Barroom hymns with a twang so blue Steel and asphalt where magnolias blew [Chorus] New York is the new South Can't you see? Mason-Dixon line drawn by the sea Cotton dreams and brick-laden past Yankee soil holdin' Dixie fast [Verse 3] Grey-haired tenor in an uptown dive Fingers dance on strings of old pine Broadway lights where the magnolia thrives Southern soul in a skyscrapin' shrine [Bridge] Empire hands meet calloused palms Concrete fields where ol' specters roam Statue’s torch with a southern charm Skyline sways with the willow's tome [Verse 4] Church bells echo down the subway hall Revival on the Hudson's rolling tides Urban sprawl hides the cotton's call Stories told where the city pride resides