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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kitchen Dwellers
Kitchen Dwellers
Performer
Kellen Asebroek
Kellen Asebroek
Keyboards
Joe Funk
Joe Funk
Bass
Torrin Daniels
Torrin Daniels
Banjo
Max Davies
Max Davies
Vocals
Shawn Patrick Swain
Shawn Patrick Swain
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elton John
Elton John
Songwriter
Bernie Taupin
Bernie Taupin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bradley Tucker
Bradley Tucker
Producer
Peter Shapiro
Peter Shapiro
Producer
Stephan Gueguen
Stephan Gueguen
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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
And 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
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
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
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
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
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
They know not if it's dark outside or light
Written by: Bernie Taupin, Elton John
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