โหลดเพลง mp3 Spanish Harlem - Tom Jones

Spanish Harlem - Tom Jones

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

And soft and sound and dreaming

Yes
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

Yes

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

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem