There is a train
It leaves the station at a quarter after five
And it's direct
From Union Terminal right there at Public Square
A quarter after five
And where does it arrive?
At Grand Central Station
And then that train conductor's call
He'll say, "Right this way
We reserved this just for you
You've been waiting for this day
It's the least that we can do
Let me take your bags, my friend
You've been carrying those far too long
Troubled times are at an end
And we're waiting to hear your song
It's a privilege, sir, may I say?
Right this way!"
And in Times Square
The Hotel Astor stands 11 stories high
And on the top
A rooftop garden with a bandstand in the sky
Cream of the crop
Where Dorsey swings and Ella sings
And I swear, someday, so will I
They'll say, "Right this way
We've reserved this just for you
You've been waiting for this day
It's the least that we can do
You've arrived at last, my friend
You've been fighting for far too long."
- selected lyrics from Right This Way from the musical Bandstand
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