Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters

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[Verse 1]

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And now I know
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Spanish Harlem are not just 
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pretty words to say
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I thought I knew
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But now I know that rose trees 
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never grow in New York City

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Until you've seen this trash can
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 dream come true
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You stand at the edge      while 
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people run you through
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And I thank the Lord there's 
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people out there like you
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I thank the Lord there's people 
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out there like you


[Chorus]

            C                  Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
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Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        
Turn around and say good morning
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 to the night
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For unless they see the sky
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But they can't and that is why
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They know not if it's dark outside
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 or light

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[Verse 2]

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This Broadway's got
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It's got a lot of songs to sing
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If I knew the tunes I might join
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 in
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I'll go my way alone
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Grow my own, my own seeds shall 
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be sown in New York City

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Subway's no way for a good man 
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to go down
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Rich man can ride and the hobo he
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 can drown
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And I thank the Lord for the 
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people I have found
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I thank the Lord for the people I
                Dm     G
 have found


[Chorus]

            C                  Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
              F/A               C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        
Turn around and say good morning
C/G      F
 to the night
         E7                 Am  C/G
For unless they see the sky
          F        C/E        Dm
But they can't and that is why
         F              G         
They know not if it's dark outside
       F
 or light

C/E       C


[Verse 3]

         F/C  C
And now I know
E7           Am     C/G  F     
Spanish Harlem are not just 
      C/E        Dm7        C
pretty words to say
    F/C        C          Csus4 C
I thought I knew
E7          Am          C/G      
But now I know that rose trees 
F            C/E        Dm7  C/E
never grow in New York City

F         C/E        Dm7        
Subway's no way for a good man 
      C
to go down
F              C/E         G    
Rich man can ride and the hobo 
         C
he can drown
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And I thank the Lord for the 
            C
people I have found
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I thank the Lord for the people I
          Dm         G
 have found


[Chorus]

            C                  Bb
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
              F/A               C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       C             C/E        
Turn around and say good morning
C/G      F
 to the night
         E7                 Am  C/G
For unless they see the sky
          F        C/E        Dm
But they can't and that is why
         F              G         
They know not if it's dark outside
       F
 or light

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