Oh, the night that I struck New York I went out for a quiet walk, Folks who were on to the city say Better by far that I take Broadway But I was out to enjoy the sights There was the Bowery ablaze with lights, I had one of the Devil's own night I'll never go there anymore.

Refrain: The Bow'ry, the Bow'ry They say such things, And they do strange things, On the Bow'ry, the Bow'ry I'll never go there anymore. The Bow'ry, the Bow'ry They say such things, And they do strange things, On the Bow'ry, the Bow'ry I'll never go there anymore.

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