Sweet Nancy, you’re my fancy!
     Do not heed the neighbor’s talk
    Sweet Nancy, only fancy
     Some day we may own New York!
    Sweet Nancy, none can fancy
     How I love you night and day!
    Sweet Nancy, my own fancy,
     Don’t mind what the neighbors say!

Ev’ry Sunday, me and Nancy
 Go uptown to Central Park;
We pretend the Park’s the country,
 Coming home when it is dark,
Then I leave her on her doorstep,
 My hand holding her hand tight.
If the neighbors should be looking,
 Then I softly say “good night!”

    Sweet Nancy, you’re my fancy!
     Do not heed the neighbor’s talk
    Sweet Nancy, only fancy
     Some day we may own New York!
    Sweet Nancy, none can fancy
     How I love you night and day!
    Sweet Nancy, my own fancy,
     Don’t mind what the neighbors say!

When we’re married, me and Nancy,
 Far uptown we’ll go for good;
Say goodbye to alley neighbors;
 That is fully understood.
Ev’ry day will then be Sunday,
 Circled by a plain gold ring.
And, when we are old and feeble,
 Then this dear old song I’ll sing:

    Sweet Nancy, you’re my fancy!
     Do not heed the neighbor’s talk
    Sweet Nancy, only fancy
     Some day we may own New York!
    Sweet Nancy, none can fancy
     How I love you night and day!
    Sweet Nancy, my own fancy,
     Don’t mind what the neighbors say!