C
1.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 dreaming.

  C
2.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,

 
And start a fire, and then I lose control,

                   C
I have to beg your pardon.

G
I'm gonna pick that rose and watch her as she grows...

      C
In my garden.


D PEAT VERSE 2.

           G
OUTRO ADD: I'm gonna pick that rose,

                                  C
And watch her as she grows, in my garden.

C
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem.........