There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is that 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 So soft and dreaming There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem With eyes as black as coal, they look down in your soul They start a fire there and then they lose control And I beg your pardon And I'm goin' to pick that rose and watch her as she grows in my garden There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is that 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 So soft and dreaming Na na na, na na na, na na na na Na na na, na na na, na na na na Na na na, na na na, na na na na There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is that 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 So soft and dreaming