Jackie Greene - Prayer for spanish harlem

^BbHot nig^Fht, Span^Bbish Ha^Frlem ^Bbfull m^Foon, c^Emreepin lo^Dmw i ^Bbwas s^Ftanding ^Emat the b^Dottom ^Bbof your ^Fblue w^Emindow^D

I ^Bbcome from m^Files, j^Bbust to h^Fold you ^Bbbeen so l^Fong baby, ^Emhow ya b^Dmeen ^Bbdo you rem^Fember ^Emwhat i t^Dold you? your ^Bbstill the ^Fsame i^Emt was back t^Dmhen s^Bbtill the s^Fame ^Emit was back t^Fhen

and i h^Cope it all come easy i h^Dmope it all feels right a ^Bbdozen different candles l^Fine your bed ^Ctonight and i h^Dmope it's never over i h^Amope it never ends w^Bbhen i go, i hope that you will ^Cwant me back again and I

cause t^Bbhis w^Forld,t^Bbhats al^Fl around us ^Bbis for r^Feal,t^Emonight a^Dmgain ^Bband the h^Fate and ^Emgreed surr^Dmounds us ^Bbtheres l^Fove i^Emn my v^Dmeins so ^Bbhush n^Fow, d^Bbo no more ta^Flking my ^Bbheart is h^Feavy, ^Emits a ragged s^Dmtone ^Bball i w^Fant is ^Emyou with me w^Dmalkin ^Bbbecause i c^Fan't ^Emwalk a^Dmlone ^Bbbecause i c^Fan't w^Emalk a^Flone

And i h^Cope that when we go they'll t^Dmake us some place good ^BbWe can all be kings ^Fin common neighbor^Choods and i ^Dmhope we live together the da^Amughter and the son and i ^Bbhope they take me in when my ^Cwork upon this earth is done

^Bbi w^Fish, you l^Bboved in mi^Fles ^Bbi w^Fish, ^Emthat you would s^Dmee ^Bbhow t^Fime sa^Emys that love e^Dmxpires but ^Bbnot m^Fe, n^Emot m^Dme, n^Bbot ^Fme^Em, not ^Dmme ^Bbnot m^Fe, n^Emot m^Dme, n^Bbot ^Fme,^Em not ^Dmme