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Harlem roses Dyin' breed Grow Long Everything is new to me Fine collection Mine to show In dim light What a lovely thing to hold My Harlem rose Drew the image Five degrees Two sides Open to the trophy east In Messina On to Rome There's one thing Showin' me the way home But I mind the side that won You know it when it comes The too old-fashioned sun You know it when it comes I mind the side that won
Writer(s): Mike Fiore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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