Spanish Harlem - Laura Nyro

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There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

A red rose up in Spanish Harlem

It is a special one

it' never seen the sun

It only comes out

when the moon is on the run

And all the stars are gleaming

Love' s growing in the street right

And through the concrete

and through the concrete

And through the concrete soft and dreamin'

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

A red rose up in Spanish Harlem

With eyes as black as coal

he looks 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 his as she grows in my garden

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