| Puerto Rican Nursery Rhymes
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| Angels in the snow and thyme
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| And I’m keeping my mind on that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| Got Watchtowers and Awakes for free
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| In the laundromat for you and me
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| But you can’t take me down that way
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| As I’m not sinking
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| And if we go down one time
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| Next time’s not gonna be the last time
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| And I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| Didn’t I bring you precious gifts
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| Come to kiss you on the lips
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| Did not even appear
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| To beg your pardon
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| To lay out in the morning sun
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| Feel the cool breeze and the one
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| Right there in, in my garden
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| Puerto Rican Nursery Rhymes
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| And angels, and angels, and the snow and thyme
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| But I’m keeping my mind on that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| Yeah, and if we go, if we go down one time
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| The next time will not be the last time, and I’m
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| Keeping my mind on that, contemplating that rose
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| Up in a church in Spanish Harlem
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| And if we go down one time, you know
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| The next time it won’t be the last time
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| And I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| And I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| And I’m contemplating, and I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| And I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church in Spanish Harlem
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| And I’m contemplating that rose
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| In a church, in a church in Spanish Harlem |