C
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
F
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun
It only comes out when the moon is on the run
C
And all the stars are gleaming
G
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
C
But soft and sweet and dreamin'
C
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
F
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
C
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
G
I have to beg your pardon
C
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
G C
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
C
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
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(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
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