Spanish Harlem

D
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
 D
A rare rose up in Spanish Harlem
G
It is a special one, its never seen 
in the sun

It only comes up when the moon is on
 the run
                        D
And all the stars are gleaming

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 A
Its growing in the street right up 
through the concrete
                   D
But soft and sound in pale moon

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A rare rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal that look
 down in my soul
And start a fire there and I lose 
control
I have to beg your pardon

 A7
I'm going to pick that rose and 
watch her as she grows
       D
In my garden