Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Elton John
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album Honky Chateau
[C]
And now I[F/C] know[C]
[E7]Spanish Harlem a[Am]re not [C/G]just [F]pretty words to say[C/E] [Dm] [C]
I th[F/C]ought I kne[C]w[Csus4] [C]
[E7]But now I know that r[Am]ose trees ne[C/G]ver grow [F]in New York C[C/E]ity[Dm7] [C/E]
[F]Until you've seen this[C/E] trash can [Dm7]dream come true[C]
[F]You stand at the edge [C/E] while people run [G]you through[C]
[F]And I thank the Lord there'[C/E]s people out [F/G]there like you[C]
[F]I thank the Lord there's people out t[C/E]here like you[Dm] [G]
While Mona Lisas and[C] Mad Hatters[Bb]
Sons of banker[F/A]s, sons of lawyers[C/G]
Turn ar[C]ound and say good morning to the night[F]
For unles[E7]s they see the sky[Am] [C/G]
But they can't [F]and that is[C/G] why[D]
They know[F] not if it's dark outside or li[G]ght[F]
This Broadway's got
It's got a lot of songs to sing
If I knew the tunes 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 a 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
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