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CAnd nowF I know C E7
Spanish harlem Amare C/Gnot just pFretty words to Csay Dm
CI thFought I knCew E7
But now I know that roseAm treesC/G never grow in nFew york ciCty Dm7
FUntil you've seen C this trash cDm7an dream come true C
FYou stand at the edge whiCle people run yGou through C
FAnd I thank the lord there'Cs people out Fthere like you C
FI thank the lord there's people ouCt there like you Dm G
While mona lisas anCd mad hatters Bb
Sons of bankeFrs, sons of lawyers C
CTurn around and say good morning to the night F
For unlE7ess they see the sky Am
But they can't and that is wC/Ghy Am F D Dsus D
They knoFw not if it's dark outsGide or light F C
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
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