Grand Hornpipe Lyrics & Chords By John W. Summers

There is a rose in Spanish Harlem A red rose up in Spanish Harlem It is a special one, it's never seen the sun It only comes out when the moon is on the run And all the stars...read more

A cup of cold water in charity given Is remembered with joy in the skies We all are but human, and we all have to die And six feet of earth will make us all of one size ...read more

Over yonder in the graveyard Where the wild, wild flowers grow Oh there they lay o'er my true lover (oh there they lay my own true lover) She's gone from me forever more Fairer...read more