Maren Morris - Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Chords

F     A#/F  F
  And now I know
A7           Dm  F/C      A#         F/A      Gm
  Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
F    A#/F       F
   I thought I knew
A7            Dm      F/C       A#          F/A         Gm7
  But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

A#                 F/A       Gm7                      F
  Until you've seen.....this trash can dream come true
A#                 F/A             C                       F
  You stand at the edge..... while people run you through
A#                    F/A         C                      F
  And I thank the Lord... there's people out there like you
A#                        F/A                   Gm     C
 I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

[Chorus]
             F              D#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           A#/D             F/C
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       F                                       A#
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      A7                    Dm  F/C
For unless they see the sky
          A#        F/C       G
But they can't and that is why
       A#              C                A#
They know not if it's dark outside or light

[Verse 2]
F     A#/F   F
 This Broadway's got
A7                 Dm       F/C      A#            F/A               Gm
 It's got a lot of songs to sing and If I knew the tune I might join in
F     A#/F   F
 I'll go my way alone
A7            Dm   F/C   A#               F/A          Gm7
   Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City

A#            F/A        Gm7               F
  Subway's no way for a good man to go down
A#             F/A          C               F
  Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
A#                F/A          C               F
  And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
A#                         F/A                 Gm     C
  I thank the Lord for the people I have found

[Chorus]
             F              D#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           A#/D             F/C
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       F                                       A#
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      A7                    Dm  F/C
For unless they see the sky
          A#        F/C       G
But they can't and that is why
       A#              C                A#
They know not if it's dark outside or light

[Verse 3]
F     A#/F  F
  And now I know
A7           Dm  F/C      A#         F/A      Gm
  Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
F    A#/F       F
   I thought I knew
A7            Dm      F/C       A#          F/A         Gm7
  But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

A#            F/A        Gm7               F
  Subway's no way for a good man to go down
A#             F/A          C               F
  Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
A#                F/A          C               F
  And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
A#                         F/A                 Gm     C
  I thank the Lord for the people I have found

[Chorus]
             F              D#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           A#/D             F/C
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
       F                                       A#
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      A7                    Dm  F/C
For unless they see the sky
          A#        F/C       G
But they can't and that is why
       A#              C                A#
They know not if it's dark outside or light

[Outro]
       A#              C                A#
They know not if it's dark outside or light