*(Mush)-A pair of new shoes with matchin’ laces.
*(Racetrack)-A permanent box at Sheepshead races
*(Spot)-A porcelain tub with boilin’ 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 starin’ right at 'cha lousy with stature.
*(Jack)-Nubbin' with all the muckety-mucks. I’m blowin’ my dough and goin’ deluxe.
*(Racetrack)-And there I be. Ain’t I pretty?
*(Jack and Racetrack together)-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 the star reporter.
*(Newsies)-Tip your hat. He’s the king of New York.
*(Denton)-How ‘bout that! I’m the king of New York.
*(Newsies)-In nothing flat he’ll be covering Brooklyn to Trenton, our man Denton.
*(Kid Blink)-Makin’ a headline out of a hunch!
*(Denton)-Protecting the weak
*(Racetrack)-and payin' for lunch
*(Denton)-When I’m at bat strong men crumble.
*(Racetrack)-proud yet humble
*(Denton and Racetrack)-I’m/He’s the king of New York
*(Newsies)-I gotta be either dead or dreamin’ ‘cause look at that pape with my face beamin’. Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it, but I was a star for one whole minute.
*Music playing and Newsies start dancing*
*(Newsies)-Startin’now I’m the king of New York
*(Denton)-Ain’t ya heard I’m the king of New York
*(Newsies)-Holy cow, it’s a miracle. Pulitzer’s cryin’; Weasel, he’s dyin’. Flashpots are shootin’ bright as the sun. I’m one high falutin’ son of a gun. Don’t ask me how fortune found me. Fate just crowned me. Now I’m 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!!