There's a rose in black 'n Spanish harlem
A rose in black 'n Spanish harlem

It is a 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 dreamin'

There's a rose in black 'n Spanish harlem
A rose in black 'n Spanish harlem

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
And starts a fire there and then he looses control
I'm gonna beg his pardon, yeah
He's going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his garden

With eyes as black as coal
That look down in his soul
And starts a fire there and then he looses control
I'm gonna beg his pardon, yeah
He's going to pick that rose
And watch her as she grows
In his garden