Mona Lisas and
Mad Hatters
Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin
Available on the album
C
F/C C
And now I know
E7 Am C/G
F
C/E Dm C
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
F/C
C Csus4 C
I thought I knew
E7
Am
C/G
F
C/E
Dm7 C/E
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City
F
C/E
Dm7
C
Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
F
C/E
G C
You stand at the edge while people run you through
F
C/E
F/G
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
C
Bb
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
E7
Am C/G
For unless they see the sky
F
C/G D
But they can't and that is why
F
G
F
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