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Snake In The Grass
Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky Mick & Tich
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Alan Blaikley
Ken Howard
THEMES
Weather
Country/Nature
Animals
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1969
Beautiful morning - aha
Down by the river - aha
Without a warning - aha
Who´d ever guess you´d come across a snake in the grass ?
Every day now - aha
You take a walk here - aha
What d´ you say now - aha
If you should meet an evil minded snake in the grass ?
Stop - and watch where you´re puttin´ your feet
my sweet
I - don´t wanna do anything bad
But you make me mad
and I might bite your face (bite)
neck (bite)
arms (bite bite)
´cos I´m - oh oh - a snake in the grass
oh oh - a snake in the grass
Lookin´ around you - aha
You never see me - aha
You´ll get a surprise - aha
Should you get entangled with this snake in the grass
Under my thick skin - aha
I can be lonely - aha
Please can I come in - aha
And end my sad existence as a snake in the grass ?
Stop - and watch where you´re puttin´ your feet
my sweet
I - don´t wanna do anything bad
But you make me mad
and I might bite your face (bite)
neck (bite)
arms (bite bite)
´cos I´m - oh oh - a snake in the grass
oh oh - a snake in the grass
Down by the river - aha
Without a warning - aha
Who´d ever guess you´d come across a snake in the grass ?
Every day now - aha
You take a walk here - aha
What d´ you say now - aha
If you should meet an evil minded snake in the grass ?
Stop - and watch where you´re puttin´ your feet
my sweet
I - don´t wanna do anything bad
But you make me mad
and I might bite your face (bite)
neck (bite)
arms (bite bite)
´cos I´m - oh oh - a snake in the grass
oh oh - a snake in the grass
Lookin´ around you - aha
You never see me - aha
You´ll get a surprise - aha
Should you get entangled with this snake in the grass
Under my thick skin - aha
I can be lonely - aha
Please can I come in - aha
And end my sad existence as a snake in the grass ?
Stop - and watch where you´re puttin´ your feet
my sweet
I - don´t wanna do anything bad
But you make me mad
and I might bite your face (bite)
neck (bite)
arms (bite bite)
´cos I´m - oh oh - a snake in the grass
oh oh - a snake in the grass
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Sorry She's Mine
The Small Faces
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Kenny Lynch
THEMES
Body
Time
Clothing/Apparel
GENRES
Rock
Pop
YEAR
1966
listen boy I'm telling you
leave that girl you're talking to
you may take her hand
I think you're doing fine
.....
I'm sorry she's mine
I know that she looks real good
and you'd leave her if you could
she may go around
and dance all the time
but hold down fella
I'm sorry she's mine
she may go away from me
for a little time
but she runs back home to me
just to prove she's mine
don't you try to wear my shoes
try it with her and you'll lose
find another girl
and stop wasting my time
and don't find .....
I'm sorry she's mine
leave that girl you're talking to
you may take her hand
I think you're doing fine
.....
I'm sorry she's mine
I know that she looks real good
and you'd leave her if you could
she may go around
and dance all the time
but hold down fella
I'm sorry she's mine
she may go away from me
for a little time
but she runs back home to me
just to prove she's mine
don't you try to wear my shoes
try it with her and you'll lose
find another girl
and stop wasting my time
and don't find .....
I'm sorry she's mine
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Searchin'
The Beatles
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
Mike Stoller
THEMES
Names
Country/Nature
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1962
[Original]
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Yeah, I've been searchin'
A-a searchin'
Oh, yeah, searchin' every which a-way
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, searchin'
I'm searchin'
Searchin' every which a-way
Yeah, yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties
You know I'll bring her in someday
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Well now if I have to swim a river,
You know I will,
And if I have to climb a mountain,
You know I will
And if she's hiding up on a blueberry hill,
Am I gonna find her, child,
You know I will
Cause I've been searching, oh yeah, searching,
My goodness, searching every which a-way
Yeah, Yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties,
You know I'll bring her in some day
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Well Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade got nothing, child, on me
Sergeant Friday, Charlie Chan, and Boston Blackie
No matter where she's hiding, she's gonna hear me comin'
Cause I'm gonna walk right down that street,
Like Bulldog Drummond
Cause I've been searching,
Oh Lord, searching, mm child, searching every which a-way
Yeah, Yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties,
You know I'll bring her in some day
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Yeah, I've been searchin'
A-a searchin'
Oh, yeah, searchin' every which a-way
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, searchin'
I'm searchin'
Searchin' every which a-way
Yeah, yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties
You know I'll bring her in someday
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Well now if I have to swim a river,
You know I will,
And if I have to climb a mountain,
You know I will
And if she's hiding up on a blueberry hill,
Am I gonna find her, child,
You know I will
Cause I've been searching, oh yeah, searching,
My goodness, searching every which a-way
Yeah, Yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties,
You know I'll bring her in some day
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
Well Sherlock Holmes, Sam Spade got nothing, child, on me
Sergeant Friday, Charlie Chan, and Boston Blackie
No matter where she's hiding, she's gonna hear me comin'
Cause I'm gonna walk right down that street,
Like Bulldog Drummond
Cause I've been searching,
Oh Lord, searching, mm child, searching every which a-way
Yeah, Yeah
But I'm like the Northwest Mounties,
You know I'll bring her in some day
(Gonna find her)
(Gonna find her)
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Speak Now Or Forever Hold Your Peace
Terry Reid
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Terry Reid
THEMES
Baby/Children
Body
Love
Time
GENRES
Rock
YEAR
1969
Yesterday feels like running away
Feels like givin' the child gettin' lost losin' my mind
I'm feelin' low and i got no place to go
Gettin' all tied up, feelin' all tied up yeah yeah
Oh yesterday feels like running away
And i know, i'm givin' up my time to still love still love love's got me blind
My mind sees the things i don't know and i got no place to go
Gettin' all tied up, feelin' all tied up
Things i need to tell you love
You'll be true i know
There's still a chance for a better life
Yes, i know
Feels like givin' the child gettin' lost losin' my mind
I'm feelin' low and i got no place to go
Gettin' all tied up, feelin' all tied up yeah yeah
Oh yesterday feels like running away
And i know, i'm givin' up my time to still love still love love's got me blind
My mind sees the things i don't know and i got no place to go
Gettin' all tied up, feelin' all tied up
Things i need to tell you love
You'll be true i know
There's still a chance for a better life
Yes, i know
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So High
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Elvis Presley
THEMES
Body
Country/Nature
Sadness
GENRES
Blues
Jazz
YEAR
1966
Well, He's so high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
Great God Almighty (you must come in at the door)
Oh well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
He's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I went down in the valley
You know I did over there ever stay
My soul got happy in the valley
You know I stayed right there all day
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I ain't been to heaven but I'm, I'm told
The streets the streets are pearls
You know the mighty mighty
Mighty gates are gold
And He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
He's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
Great God Almighty (you must come in at the door)
Oh well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
He's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
So low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I went down in the valley
You know I did over there ever stay
My soul got happy in the valley
You know I stayed right there all day
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well I ain't been to heaven but I'm, I'm told
The streets the streets are pearls
You know the mighty mighty
Mighty gates are gold
And He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
So wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
He's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
Well, He's high (so high you can't get over Him)
And he's wide (so wide you can't get around Him)
I know he's so low (so low you can't get under him)
The mighty lamb (you must come in at the door)
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Save The Last Dance For Me
Santo & Johnny
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Body
Love
Time
Celebration
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1964
You can dance ev'ry dance with the guy who gives you the eye, let him hold you tight
You can smile ev'ry smile for the man who held your hand 'neath the pale moonlight
But don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm
Oh, I know that the music's fine like sparkling wine go and have your fun
Laugh and sing but while we're apart don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance go and carry on till the night is gone and it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone can he take you home you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arm's you're gonna be
So darlin save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arm's your gonna be
So darlin save the last dance for me, mmmm
Save the last dance for me, mmmm
Save the last dance for me
You can smile ev'ry smile for the man who held your hand 'neath the pale moonlight
But don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm
Oh, I know that the music's fine like sparkling wine go and have your fun
Laugh and sing but while we're apart don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm
Baby don't you know I love you so
Can't you feel it when we touch
I will never never let you go
I love you oh so much
You can dance go and carry on till the night is gone and it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone can he take you home you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arm's you're gonna be
So darlin save the last dance for me
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home and in whose arm's your gonna be
So darlin save the last dance for me, mmmm
Save the last dance for me, mmmm
Save the last dance for me
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Since I Met You Baby
Solomon Burke
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ivory Joe Hunter
THEMES
Happiness
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1968
Since I met you baby
My whole life has changed
Since I met you baby
My whole life has changed
And everybody tells me
That I am not the same
I don't need nobody
To tell my troubles to
I don't need nobody
To tell my troubles to
'Cause since I met you baby
All I need is you
[Instrumental Interlude]
Since I met you baby
I'm a happy man
Since I met you baby
I'm a happy man
I'm gonna try to please you
In every way I can
My whole life has changed
Since I met you baby
My whole life has changed
And everybody tells me
That I am not the same
I don't need nobody
To tell my troubles to
I don't need nobody
To tell my troubles to
'Cause since I met you baby
All I need is you
[Instrumental Interlude]
Since I met you baby
I'm a happy man
Since I met you baby
I'm a happy man
I'm gonna try to please you
In every way I can
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Shame On You
Cliff Richard & The Shadows
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bruce Welch
Hank Marvin
Kevin Jacobson
YEAR
1961
(Yeah-yeah)
I've been searching all over this world
Tried to find me a steady girl
Girl that sweet, kind and true
And then along came you
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
(Yeah-yeah)
Let me satisfy your mind
I'm not helpless, I'm not blind
Been around and I know what to do
With a girl like you
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
Yeah, you took my heart, can you try to break it
You gave it to me back a-when you know you couldn't make it
Stamp your feet, pretend to cry (ah-ah-ah)
Oh, honey why or why?
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
(Yeah-yeah)
I tell them you're just ain't no use
You're much better on the loose
Try to none just the fancy free
Just like me
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
Yeah-yeah-yeah
I've been searching all over this world
Tried to find me a steady girl
Girl that sweet, kind and true
And then along came you
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
(Yeah-yeah)
Let me satisfy your mind
I'm not helpless, I'm not blind
Been around and I know what to do
With a girl like you
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
Yeah, you took my heart, can you try to break it
You gave it to me back a-when you know you couldn't make it
Stamp your feet, pretend to cry (ah-ah-ah)
Oh, honey why or why?
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
(Yeah-yeah)
I tell them you're just ain't no use
You're much better on the loose
Try to none just the fancy free
Just like me
Oh, naughty girl (oh, naughty girl)
What'd you try to do (what'd you try to do)
Oh, naughty girl, girl, shame on you
Yeah-yeah-yeah
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Spanish Harlem
Sounds Incorporated
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
Phil Spector
THEMES
Dreams
Weather
Country/Nature
Places
Colours
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1964
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]
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]
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Stormy Weather
The Peddlers
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Harold Arlen
Ted Koehler
THEMES
Weather
Love
GENRES
Jazz
Blues
YEAR
1967
(Original)
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky,
Stormy weather,
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere,
Stormy weather,
Just can't get my poorself together,
I'm weary all the time, the time,
So weary all the time.
When he went away the blues walked in and met me.
If he stays away old rockin' chair will get me.
All I do is pray the lord above will let me, walk in the sun once more.
Can't go on, all I have in life is gone,
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
I walk around heavy-hearted and sad.
Night comes around and I'm still feelin' bad.
Rain pouring down, blindin' every hope I had.
Pitterin', patterin', beatin' and splatterin' drives me mad.
Love, love, love, love.
This misery is just too much for me.
Can't go on, all I have in life is gone,
Stormy weather,
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky,
Stormy weather,
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere,
Stormy weather,
Just can't get my poorself together,
I'm weary all the time, the time,
So weary all the time.
When he went away the blues walked in and met me.
If he stays away old rockin' chair will get me.
All I do is pray the lord above will let me, walk in the sun once more.
Can't go on, all I have in life is gone,
Stormy weather
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
I walk around heavy-hearted and sad.
Night comes around and I'm still feelin' bad.
Rain pouring down, blindin' every hope I had.
Pitterin', patterin', beatin' and splatterin' drives me mad.
Love, love, love, love.
This misery is just too much for me.
Can't go on, all I have in life is gone,
Stormy weather,
Since my man and I ain't together,
Keeps rainin' all the time,
Keeps rainin' all the time.
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Sweets For My Sweet
The Searchers
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Doc Pomus
Mort Shuman
THEMES
Body
Food and Drink
Colours
Happiness
Love
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1963
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
If you wanted that star that shines so brightly
To match the stardust in your eye
Darling, I would chase that bright star nightly
And try to steal it from the sky
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
If you wanted a dream to keep you smilin'
I'd tell the sandman you were blue
And I'd ask him to keep that sand a-pilin'
Until your dreams had all come true
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
And if you wanted a love to last forever
Darlin' I would send my love your way
And my love'd not only last forever
But forever and a day
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
If you wanted that star that shines so brightly
To match the stardust in your eye
Darling, I would chase that bright star nightly
And try to steal it from the sky
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
If you wanted a dream to keep you smilin'
I'd tell the sandman you were blue
And I'd ask him to keep that sand a-pilin'
Until your dreams had all come true
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
And if you wanted a love to last forever
Darlin' I would send my love your way
And my love'd not only last forever
But forever and a day
And I would bring
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
Your first sweet kiss thrilled me so
Sweets for my sweet, sugar for my honey
I'll never ever let you go
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Smokey Mountain Boy
Elvis Presley
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Lenore Rosenblatt
Victor Millrose
YEAR
1963
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
The closer and closer I get to home, the more excited I am
Those were the mornings, I'd roll out of bed
Start the day off with a hot corn bread
Smothered in huckleberry jam
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
Close on the trail of a hare
How I long to be with them following the hounds a huntin' again
Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I traveled around and met lots of girls
No matter how many I see
I left some pretty ones behind
I know, back home is where I'll find
The girl whose love is meant for me
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
With the tops of pine, all bending in the wind
And the deep blue sky above.
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
The closer and closer I get to home, the more excited I am
Those were the mornings, I'd roll out of bed
Start the day off with a hot corn bread
Smothered in huckleberry jam
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I can almost hear the hounds running through the woods
Close on the trail of a hare
How I long to be with them following the hounds a huntin' again
Gettin' me a big old grizzly bear
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
Where the tops of pine are bendin' in the wind
And the deep blue sky above
I traveled around and met lots of girls
No matter how many I see
I left some pretty ones behind
I know, back home is where I'll find
The girl whose love is meant for me
I'm just a smokey mountain boy
Comin' back to the hills I love
With the tops of pine, all bending in the wind
And the deep blue sky above.
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Spanish Harlem
John Barry
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
Phil Spector
THEMES
Dreams
Weather
Country/Nature
Places
Colours
GENRES
R&B/Soul
YEAR
1961
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)
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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)
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