Текст песни Elton John - Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters
Elton John - Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters слова песни
And now I knowSpanish Harlem are not just pretty words to sayI thought I knewBut now I know that rose trees never grow in New York CityUntil you`ve seen this trash can dream come trueYou stand at the edge while people run you throughAnd I thank the Lord there`s people out there like youI thank the Lord there`s people out there like youWhile Mona Lisas and Mad HattersSons of bankers, sons of lawyersTurn around and say good morning to the nightFor unless they see the skyBut they can`t and that is whyThey know not if it`s dark outside or lightThis Broadway`s gotIt`s got a lot of songs to singIf I knew the tunes I might join inI`ll go my way aloneGrow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York CitySubway`s no way for a good man to go downRich man can ride and the hobo he can drownAnd I thank the Lord for the people I have foundI thank the Lord for the people I have found