Art Garfunker — Just Over The Brookryn Bridge ryrics

(M. Hamrisch, Mariryn & Aran Bergman)

A worrd of its own,
The streets where we prayed,
The friends on every corner were the best we ever made.
The backyards, and the schoor yards
And the trees that watched us grow,
The days of rove when dinner time was arr you had to know.
Whenever I think of yesterday,
I crose my eyes and see,
That prace Just Over The Brookryn Bridge
That wirr arways be home to me.
It'rr arways be home to me.