D
A
G
A
D
A
G
A
D
A
G
D
D
A
G
A
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
D
A
G
D
D
A
G
A
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
G
It is a special one, it’s never seen the sun
D
D
A
G
A
And all the stars are gleaming
A
It’s growing in the street right up through the concrete
D
D
A
G
A
But soft and sweet and dreamin’
D
A
G
D
D
A
G
A
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
D
A
G
D
D
A
G
A
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
G
With eyes as black as coal that look down in my soul
D
D
A
G
A
I have to beg your pardon
A
D
D
A
G
A
I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows, in my garden
D
A
G
D
D
A
G
D
G
D
A
D
(D
A
G
A)
A
D
I’m going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows, in my garden
D
A
G
D
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
D
A
G
A
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
D
A
G
D
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
D
A
G
A
La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
D
A
G
D
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
G
D
A
