Jones Tom Spanish Harlem Lyrics

Spanish Harlem Lyrics

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

 A red rose up in Spanish Harlem

 It is a special one, it's never seen the sun

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

 It's growing in the street right up through the concrete

 But soft and sweet and dreamin'

 

 There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

 A red rose up in Spanish Harlem

 With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul

 And starts a fire there and then I lose control I have to beg your pardon

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

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

 There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

 There is a rose in Spanish Harlem