Sung by Ben E. King.
1.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 dreaming.
2.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, 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.
REPEAT VERSE 2.
OUTRO ADD: I'm gonna pick that rose,
And watch her as she grows, in my garden.
There is a rose in Spanish Harlem.........
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat!