Song | Spanish Harlem |
Artist | Aretha Franklin |
Album | Respect - The Very Best Of Aretha Franklin |
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Written:Jerry Leiber/Phil Spector | |
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 | |
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete | |
But soft and sweet and dreamin' | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem | |
With eyes as black as coal that look 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 her as she grows in my garden | |
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden | |
(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) | |
FADE |
Written: Jerry Leiber Phil Spector | |
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 | |
It' s growing in the street right up through the concrete | |
But soft and sweet and dreamin' | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem | |
With eyes as black as coal that look 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 her as she grows in my garden | |
I' m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
FADE |
Written: Jerry Leiber Phil Spector | |
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 | |
It' s growing in the street right up through the concrete | |
But soft and sweet and dreamin' | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem | |
With eyes as black as coal that look 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 her as she grows in my garden | |
I' m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
FADE |