The Drifters Spanish Harlem lyrics

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 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 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 touch 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