Spanish Harlem - Laura Nyro
La, la, la La, la, la La, la, la There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It 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 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 La, la, la La, la, la La, la, la ...
Artist: Laura Nyro
Title: Spanish Harlem