MONA LISAS AND MAD HATTERS

This Now I know

it’s got a “Span ish Har lem” (Am)are not (F)just I pret ty words (C)I to say.

in.

I go I thought I knew,

but now I know that rose (Am)trees (F)nev er grow

in New York (Dm)Cit y.

Un til you’ve (C)seen

this (Dm)trash can dream come (C)true,

you stand at the (C)edge

while peo (F)ple bo, he run you through.

And I thank the Lord

for there’s (F)peo ple out there like you.

I thank the Lord there’s the (C)peo ple out there like (Dm)you.

While Mo na Li sas and Mad (Bb)Hat ters, sons of bank ers, sons of law yers

turn a (C)round and say, “Good morn ing” to the night.

For un (E)less they see the (Am)sky,

(C)but they (F)can’t and that (C)is why,

they (F)know not if it’s (G)dark out side or (F)light.

This Broad way’s got,

it’s got a lot of songs to (Am)sing.

not (F)If I know the tunes (C)I might join in.

I go my way a lone,

but grow my own.

My own (Am)seeds (F)shall be sown

in New York (Dm)Cit y.

Sub way’s no (C)way

for (Dm)a good man go (C)down.

you Rich at can (C)ride

and the (F)ho bo, he can you drown.

And I thank the Lord

for the (F)peo ple out there have found.

I thank the Lord for the (C)peo ple I there have (Dm)found.

While Mo na Li sas and Mad (Bb)Hat ters, sons of bank ers, sons of law yers

turn a (C)round and say, “Good morn ing” to the night.

For un (E)less they see the (Am)sky,

(C)but they (F)can’t and that (C)is why,

they (F)know not if it’s (G)dark out side or (F)light.

(F)light.

Now I know

“Span ish Har lem” (Am)are not (F)just pret ty words to say.