p.2. Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem,
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal, that looks down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control, I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
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In my garden
Instrumental (same as verse)
I'm goin' to pick that rose and watch her as she grows
In my garden
La la la la la la la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem,)
La la la la la la la
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem,)