The Village Beat Lyrics & Chords By Al Caiola

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

Here's to those who love not wisely, no not wisely, but too well To the girl who sighs with envy when she hears that wedding bell To the guy who'd throw a party if he knew someone...read more

I'm a loser I'm a loser And I'm not what I appear to be Of all the love I have won, and have lost There is one love I should never have crossed She was a girl in a million...read more

On her way to work one morning Down the path along side the lake A tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew "Poor...read more

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel Like a snowball down a mountain, or a carnival balloon Like a...read more