Elton John

Elton John - Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters songtekst

Je score:

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 dream 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

chorus
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 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

[repeat chorus]

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
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

[repeat chorus]
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Elton John, Bernie Taupin

Componist: Elton John

Publisher: Mercury

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2012

Taal: Engels

Gecovered door: Mandy Moore (2003)

Laatst bijgewerkt door Anonymous op Tuesday 29th of March 2011 09:10

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