Spanish Harlem
Paolo Nutini
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Tono:
F There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish HarlemBb It is a special one, it's never seen the sun It only comes out when the moon is on the runF And all the stars are gleamingC It's growing in the street right up through the concreteContinúa después del anuncioF But soft and sweet and dreamin'F There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish HarlemBb With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul And starts a fire there and then I lose controlF I have to beg your pardonC I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in myF gardenF La-la-la La-la-la La-la-laF La-la-la La-la-la La-la-laF La-la-la La-la-la La-la-la