Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Live

(capo 4ª casa) 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 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