[Verse:]
Poets Love To Sing Of Paris İn The Spring
They Say İt'S Something That You Can'T Conceive
I Don'T Know A Thing Of Paris İn The Spring
I'Ve Never Been Abroad But I Believe

[Refrain:]
A Beautiful Day İn Brooklyn İs More Beautiful
Than A Beautiful Day İn Any Other Place

When The Sun Comes Shining Through
Over Flatbush Avenue
You Wake With A Smile On Your Face

The Weather Man Doesn'T Have To Say İt'S Beautiful
When You Open Your Window Ev'Rything'S Okay

If A Tree That Grows İn Brooklyn Could Speak, İt Would Say
"A Beautiful Day İn Brooklyn İs A Most Beautiful Day"