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C F C E7
And now I know
Am C/G F C Dm
Spanish harlem are not just pretty words to say
C F C E7
I thought I knew
Am C/G F C Dm7
But now I know that rose trees never grow in new york city
F C Dm7 C
Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
F C G C
You stand at the edge while people run you through
F C F C
And I thank the lord there's people out there like you
F C Dm G
I thank the lord there's people out there like you
C Bb
While mona lisas and mad hatters
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F C
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
C F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
E7 Am
For unless they see the sky
C/G Am/F# D Dsus D
But they can't and that is why
F G F C
They know not if it's dark outside or light
This broadway's got
It's got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes I might join in
I'll go my way alone
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in new york city
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
And I thank the lord for the people I have found
I thank the lord for the people I have found
