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  • And now I know

    Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say

    I thought I knew

    But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

    Until you've seen this trash can dreams come true

    You stand at the edge while people run you through

    And I thank the Lord

    There's people out there like you

    I thank the Lord
    There's people out there like you

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers sons of lawyers

    Turn around and say good morning to the night

    For unless they see the sky

    But they can't and that is why

    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 tune I might join in

    Oh and 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

    Oh

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night

    For unless they see the sky

    But they can't and that is why

    They know not if it's dark outside or light

    And now I know

    Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say

    I thought I knew

    But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

    Until you've seen this trash can dreams come true and
    You stand at the edge while people run you through
    And I thank the Lord

    There's people out there like you yeah
    I thank the Lord
    There's people there like you oh

    While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
    Turn around and say good morning to the night

    For unless they see the sky
    But they can't and that is why

    They know not if it's dark outside or light

    They know not if it's dark outside or light
  • [00:01.34]And now I know
    [00:02.83]
    [00:04.89]Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    [00:11.82]
    [00:15.63]I thought I knew
    [00:17.00]
    [00:19.25]But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City
    [00:27.86]
    [00:29.73]Until you've seen this trash can dreams come true
    [00:35.62]
    [00:36.94]You stand at the edge while people run you through
    [00:42.13]
    [00:43.88]And I thank the Lord
    [00:45.50]
    [00:46.81]There's people out there like you
    [00:49.43]
    [00:50.99]I thank the Lord
    [00:52.05]There's people out there like you
    [00:55.36]
    [00:59.85]While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    [01:04.07]Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
    [01:07.38]
    [01:07.95]Turn around and say good morning to the night
    [01:12.51]
    [01:15.07]For unless they see the sky
    [01:18.28]
    [01:18.85]But they can't and that is why
    [01:22.75]
    [01:24.62]They know not if it's dark outside or light
    [01:30.05]
    [01:32.54]This Broadway's got
    [01:34.47]
    [01:35.47]It's got a lot of songs to sing
    [01:38.09]
    [01:39.21]If I knew the tune I might join in
    [01:43.14]
    [01:44.83]Oh and go my way alone
    [01:48.72]
    [01:50.66]Grow my own
    [01:51.34]My own seeds shall be sown in New York City
    [01:58.25]
    [02:00.80]Subway's no way for a good man to go down
    [02:06.23]
    [02:07.84]Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
    [02:15.02]And I thank the Lord
    [02:16.89]
    [02:17.65]For the people I have found
    [02:20.74]
    [02:22.11]I thank the Lord
    [02:23.17]For the people I have found
    [02:26.92]
    [02:27.48]Oh
    [02:30.60]
    [02:31.16]While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    [02:35.34]Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
    [02:38.90]Turn around and say good morning to the night
    [02:44.48]
    [02:46.16]For unless they see the sky
    [02:49.37]
    [02:49.93]But they can't and that is why
    [02:54.92]
    [02:55.48]They know not if it's dark outside or light
    [03:01.16]
    [03:03.78]And now I know
    [03:05.40]
    [03:07.14]Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
    [03:13.85]
    [03:17.93]I thought I knew
    [03:19.74]
    [03:21.61]But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City
    [03:29.73]
    [03:32.10]Until you've seen this trash can dreams come true and
    [03:39.06]You stand at the edge while people run you through
    [03:46.14]And I thank the Lord
    [03:47.94]
    [03:48.88]There's people out there like you yeah
    [03:53.20]I thank the Lord
    [03:54.26]There's people there like you oh
    [04:01.52]
    [04:02.46]While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
    [04:06.61]Sons of bankers sons of lawyers
    [04:10.48]Turn around and say good morning to the night
    [04:16.41]
    [04:17.34]For unless they see the sky
    [04:21.10]But they can't and that is why
    [04:25.05]
    [04:26.80]They know not if it's dark outside or light
    [04:33.36]
    [04:34.23]They know not if it's dark outside or light