Spanish Harlem

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

A red rose up in Spanish HarlemIt 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 gleamingIt's growing in the street

Right up through the concrete

It's soft and sweet and dreamin'There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

There is a rose in Spanish HarlemThere is a rose in Spanish Harlem

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