Spanish Harlem
There is a red rose
In my garden
A pretty, pretty red rose

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one
It never sees the sun
It only comes up when the moon is on its run
And all the stars are beaming, beaming
It grows up in the street
Right up through the concrete
But soft and dreaming

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes black as coal
That look down in my soul
And starts a fire there and then I lose control
And then I have to beg your pardon
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one
It never sees the sun
It only comes up when the moon is on its run
And all the stars are beaming, beaming
I'm goin' to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In my garden

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La la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la, la la la la

It is a special one
It never sees the sun
It only comes up when the moon is on its run
And all the stars are beaming, beaming
It grows up in the street
Right up through the concrete
But soft and dreaming

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