Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters

F# B/F# F# And now I know A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say F# B/F# F# I thought I knew A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m7 But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City B F#/A# G#m7 F# Until you've seen.....this trash can dream come true B F#/A# C# F# You stand at the edge..... while people run you through B F#/A# C# F# And I thank the Lord... there's people out there like you B F#/A# G#m C# I thank the Lord there's people out there like you F# E While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters B/D# F#/C# Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers F# B Turn around and say good morning to the night A#7 D#m F#/C# For unless they see the sky B F#/C# G# But they can't and that is why B C# B They know not if it's dark outside or light F# B/F# F# This Broadway's got A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m It's got a lot of songs to sing and If I knew the tune I might join in F# B/F# F# I'll go my way alone A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m7 Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City B F#/A# G#m7 F# Subway's no way for a good man to go down B F#/A# C# F# Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown B F#/A# C# F# And I thank the Lord for the people I have found B F#/A# G#m C# I thank the Lord for the people I have found F# E While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters B/D# F#/C# Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers F# B Turn around and say good morning to the night A#7 D#m F#/C# For unless they see the sky B F#/C# G# But they can't and that is why B C# B They know not if it's dark outside or light F# B/F# F# And now I know A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say F# B/F# F# I thought I knew A#7 D#m F#/C# B F#/A# G#m7 But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City B F#/A# G#m7 F# Subway's no way for a good man to go down B F#/A# C# F# Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown B F#/A# C# F# And I thank the Lord for the people I have found B F#/A# G#m C# I thank the Lord for the people I have found F# E While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters B/D# F#/C# Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers F# B Turn around and say good morning to the night A#7 D#m F#/C# For unless they see the sky B F#/C# G# But they can't and that is why B C# B They know not if it's dark outside or light B C# B They know not if it's dark outside or light