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 dreamy      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 start a fire there and then I lose control   I have to beg your pardon   I'm gonna pick that rose and watch her as she grows   In my garden      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   I'm gonna 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      There is a rose in Spanish Harlem   A red rose up in Spanish Harlem