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 dreamy.

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 start a fire there and then I lose control;
I have to beg your pardon.
I'm gonna pick that rose and watch her as she grows
In my garden.

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 gonna 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.
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem;
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem...

(There´s a rose in black at Spanish Harlem)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem)

It is the special one
It never sees the sun
It only comes up
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 sweet and dreamy

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem)

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
It start a fire there and then he looses control
I´m gonna beg his par-ar-ar-ardon yeah
He´s going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his garden

(Instrumental)

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem uum uum)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem uum uum)

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
And start a fire there and then he loses control
And I wanna beg his par-ar-ar-don
He´s going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his 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
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)

Pd… Musik & Lyrik: Jerry Leiber, Phil Spector...Pd.

Pd…There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is a special one, that never sees the sun
And only comes out when the moon is on the run
And all the stars are gleamin'
I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden

Pd…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

Pd…(music)

Pd…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

Pd…I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
In Spanish Harlem
(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
In Spanish,in Spanish,in Spanish.......Pd.
...Pd…

(La-la-la la la la la la la la)
(La-la-la la la la la la la la)

(There´s a rose in black at Spanish Harlem)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem)

It is the special one
It never sees the sun
It only comes up
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 sweet and dreamy

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem)

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
It start a fire there and then he looses control
I´m gonna beg his par-ar-ar-ardon, yeah
He´s going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his garden

(There is a rose in Spanish Harlem, uum uum)
(A rose in black at Spanish Harlem, uum uum)

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
And start a fire there and then he loses control
And I wanna beg his par-ar-ar-don
He´s going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his garden

(La-la-la- la la la la la la la)
(La la la-la-la la-la-la la)
(La la la-la-la la-la-la la)

(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.
It's growing in the street right up through the concrete
But soft and sweet and dreamy.

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 start a fire there and then I lose control;
I have to beg your pardon.
I'm gonna pick that rose and watch her as she grows
In my garden.

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 gonna 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.
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem;
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem...

Pd… Musik & Lyrik: Jerry Leiber; Phil Spector ℗19 …Pd.
Pd… ®1Rec1961; Us Ht#10, R&B#15, RolStMz#349/500GtSongsOfAllTime …Pd.

Pd… 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'.

Pd… 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

Pd… I'm going to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden.

Pd… (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) …Pd.
…Pd…

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
It's soft and sweet and dreamin'

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
It is the 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 dreaming

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem
A red rose up in Spanish Harlem
With eyes as black as coal
That 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 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