C 
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem 
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem 
F 
It is a special one, it's never seen the sun 
It only comes out when the moon is on the run 
		C 
And all the stars are gleaming 
G 
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete 
		C 
But soft and sweet and dreamin' 
 
C 
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem 
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem 
F 
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul 
			C 
And starts a fire there and then I lose control 
G 
I have to beg your pardon 
				        C 
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden 
G   				       C 
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden 
 
 
C 
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem) 
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la 
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem) 
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la 
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem) 
 
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