Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Cifras

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[Verse 1]
C   F/C   C
And now I know
E9           Am     C/G   F               C/E       Dm
   Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words   to say
C  F/C      C
 I thought I knew
E7               Am       C/G     F        C/E           Dm    C/E
   But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City
 
F              C/E           Dm               C
 Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
F                    C/E         G                F C
 You stand at the edge while people run you through
F                   C/E       G11                      C
 And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
F                         C/E                   Dm       G
 I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
 
[Chorus]
            C            A#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           F/A             C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
      C                                      F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      E9                Am  C/G
For unless they see the sky
         F          C/E    D9
But they can't and that is why
     F                G               F        C
They know not if it's dark outside or light
 
[Verse 2]
C    F/C     C
This Broadway's got
E9                    Am        C/G   F                C/E             Dm
   It's got a lot of songs to sing    If I knew the tunes I might join in
C      F/C  C
I go my way alone
E7              Am    C/G      F           C/E            Dm  C/E
   I grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City
 
F           C/E       Dm                  C
 Subway's no way for a good man to go down
F                C/E          G              C
 Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F                  C/E        G11                     C
 And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F                         C/E                 Dm       G
 I thank the Lord for the people I have found
 
[Chorus]
            C            A#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           F/A             C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
      C                                      F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      E9                Am  C/G
For unless they see the sky
         F          C/E    D9
But they can't and that is why
     F                G               F        C
They know not if it's dark outside or light
 
[Verse 3]
C   F/C   C
And now I know
E9           Am     C/G   F               C/E       Dm
   Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words   to say
C  F/C      C
 I thought I knew
E7               Am       C/G     F        C/E           Dm    C/E
   But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City
 
F           C/E       Dm                  C
 Subway's no way for a good man to go down
F                C/E          G              C
 Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
F                  C/E        G11                     C
 And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
F                         C/E                 Dm       G
 I thank the Lord for the people I have found
 
[Chorus]
            C            A#
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
           F/A             C/G
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
      C                                      F
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      E9                Am  C/G
For unless they see the sky
         F          C/E    D9
But they can't and that is why
     F                G               F        C  F/C
They know not if it's dark outside or light
     F                G               F      F/E Dm  C
They know not if it's dark outside or light
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