Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters
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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
I thank the lord there's people out there like you
I thank the lord there's people out there like you
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, and
If I knew the tune 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 this 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
While Mona Lisas...
And now I know Spanish Harlem...
Subway's no way...
While Mona Lisas...
They know not if it's dark outside or light.
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Readable chord sheet for Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters by Indigo girls
[C] And [Dm]now I [C]know[C] [E7] [E7]Spanish H[Am]arlem a[C]re[G] not [F]Just [F]pretty wo[C]rds to s[C]ay [Dm7] [Dm7] [Dm7] [Dm7] [C] I [Dm]thought I [C]knew,[C] [E7] but [E7]now I kn[Am]ow that ro[C]se[G] trees [F]Never g[F]row[C] in Ne[C]w York [Dm7]City [Dm7] [F] Until[F] you've s[C]een[C] this tr[Dm7]ash can dr[Dm7]eam come tr[C]ue [C] [F] You st[F]and at the e[C]dge[C] while [G]people r[G7]un you thr[C]ough [C] [F] I th[F]ank the l[C]ord[C] there's [G7]people out th[G7]ere like y[C]ou [C] [F] I thank the [F]lord there's [C]people out [C]there like y[Dm7]ou [Dm7] [G] [C] [G] While [G]Mona L[C]isas a[C]nd Mad H[Bb]atters, [Bb]sons of b[F]ankers, [F]sons of law[C]yers [C] Turn a[C]round and s[C]ay good mo[C]rning t[C]o the ni[F]ght [F] [F] [F] For un[E7]less they [E7]see the sk[Am]y, [G] but they [F]can't, and [Em]that is why[D] [D] [D] [D] They [F]know not i[F]f it's d[G]ark outsi[G]de or l[F]ight [F] [C] [C] This Broadway's got, it's got a lot of songs to sing, and If I knew the tune 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 this 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 While Mona Lisas... And now I know Spanish Harlem... Subway's no way... While Mona Lisas... They [F]know not i[F]f it's d[C]ark outs[C]ide or [F]light[F]. [C]