| Song | Spanish Harlem |
| Artist | Aretha Franklin |
| Album | Queen Of Soul - The Best of Aretha Franklin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Jerry Leiber/Phil Spector | |
| 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) | |
| FADE |
| Written: Jerry Leiber Phil Spector | |
| 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 | |
| Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
| There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
| Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
| There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
| FADE |
| Written: Jerry Leiber Phil Spector | |
| 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 | |
| Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
| There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
| Lalala, lalala, lalalala | |
| There is a rose in Spanish Harlem | |
| FADE |