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 thru the
Concrete soft
And dreaming
I found a rose
In Spanish Harlem
A red rose up
In Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black
As coal they
Look down in my soul
And start 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
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
I'm going to pick
That rose and
Watch her
As she grows
In my garden..