CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : It’s That Kind of a Neighborhood
It's that kind of a neighborhood—
That kind of a neighborhood!
Share and share alike—
That's the way to be!
I share with you—
I share with me
It's that kind of a neighborhood
That kind of a neighborhood!
We never, never kick a fellow when he's down—
Unless, of course, he comes from out of town
All of us are for brotherhood—
For brotherhood!
All of us are for motherhood—
For motherhood!
All of us are for each and every other hood—
Other hood!
All of us are for hoods
It's that kind of a neighborhood
That kind of a neighborhood
Fair Brooklyn
Pride of the port of New York!
Thеre's a friendly golf course with greens
And a friеndly hash house with beans
There's a friendly clink whence
Come juvenile delinquents
But they were born in Queens!
Fair Brooklyn—
Look at the cop on the beat
As he does his job he takes pride
And a little graft on the side
His badge has luster—
When he says, "Move on, buster!"
You feel all teary-eyed
We love the homes of Brooklyn
The dives of Brooklyn
The streets of Brooklyn
The wives of Brooklyn
We're proud of every thoroughfare
In this borough, fair
Brooklyn!
The pride of
The thorn in the side of
New York!
It's that kind of a neighborhood
Our kind of a neighborhood
We're proud of our neighborhood
Even if the world doesn't approve!
And besides
Who can afford to—
Who can afford to—
Who can afford to move?
That kind of a neighborhood!
Share and share alike—
That's the way to be!
I share with you—
I share with me
It's that kind of a neighborhood
That kind of a neighborhood!
We never, never kick a fellow when he's down—
Unless, of course, he comes from out of town
All of us are for brotherhood—
For brotherhood!
All of us are for motherhood—
For motherhood!
All of us are for each and every other hood—
Other hood!
All of us are for hoods
It's that kind of a neighborhood
That kind of a neighborhood
Fair Brooklyn
Pride of the port of New York!
Thеre's a friendly golf course with greens
And a friеndly hash house with beans
There's a friendly clink whence
Come juvenile delinquents
But they were born in Queens!
Fair Brooklyn—
Look at the cop on the beat
As he does his job he takes pride
And a little graft on the side
His badge has luster—
When he says, "Move on, buster!"
You feel all teary-eyed
We love the homes of Brooklyn
The dives of Brooklyn
The streets of Brooklyn
The wives of Brooklyn
We're proud of every thoroughfare
In this borough, fair
Brooklyn!
The pride of
The thorn in the side of
New York!
It's that kind of a neighborhood
Our kind of a neighborhood
We're proud of our neighborhood
Even if the world doesn't approve!
And besides
Who can afford to—
Who can afford to—
Who can afford to move?
