Lyrics:

Mush:
A pair of new shoes with matching laces

Racetrack:
A permanent box at Sheepshead Races

Spot Conlon:
A porcelain tub with boiling water

Kid Blink:
A Saturday night with the Mayor's daughter!

Racetrack:
Look at me
I'm the King of New York!
Suddenly
I'm respectable
Staring right atcha
Lousy with stature

Jack:
Nobbin' with all the muckety-mucks
I'm blowing my dough and going deluxe

Racetrack:
And there I'll be!
Ain't I pretty?
(with Jack)
It's my city
I'm the King of New York!

Boots:
A corduroy suit with fitted knickers

Les:
A mezzanine seat to see the flickers

Snipeshooter:
Havana cigars that cost a quarter

David:
An editor's desk for our star reporter!

Newsies:
Tip your hat!
He's the King of New York

Denton:
How about that?
I'm the King of New York

Newsies:
In nothing flat
He'll be covering
Brooklyn to Trenton
Our man Denton

Kid Blink:
Making the headlines out of a hunch

Denton:
Protecting the weak

Racetrack:
And paying for lunch

Denton:
When I'm at bat
Strong men crumble

Racetrack:
Proud yet humble.
(with Denton) He's (I'm) the King of New York

Newsies:
I gotta be either dead or dreaming
'Cuz look at that pape with my face beaming
Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it
But I was a star for one whole minute!

Starting now
I'm the King (of New York!)

Denton:
Ain't you heard?
I'm the King of New York!

Newsies:
Holy cow
It's a miracle
Pulitzer's crying
Weasel? He's dying!
Flashpots are shooting bright as the sun
I'm one hifalutin' sonuva gun!
Don't ask me how
Fortune found me
Fate just crowned me
I'm the King of New (York)
Look and see
Once a piker
Now a striker
I'm the King of New (York)
Victory!
Front page story
Guts and glory
I'm the king
of New York