Like the folks you meet on   Like to plant my feet on the Brooklyn bridge   What a lovely view from   Heaven looks at you from the Brooklyn bridge      I love to listen to the wind through her strings   The song that she sings for the town   I love to look up at the clouds in her hair   She's learned to wear like a crown      If you've been a rover   Journey's end lies over the Brooklyn bridge   Don't let no one tell you   I've been tryin' to sell you the Brooklyn bridge      All the folks in Manhattan are sad   'Cause they look at her and wish they had   The good old Brooklyn bridge      If you've been a rover   Journey's end lies over the Brooklyn bridge   Don't let no one tell you   I've been tryin' to sell you the Brooklyn bridge      You'll miss her most when you roam   'Cause you'll think of her and think of home   The good old Brooklyn bridge