Elton John - Mona Lisas And Mad Hatters Chords & Tabs

Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters


Capo 3


A
And now I know
C#7      F#m     A       D              A           Bm    
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
A
I thought I knew
C#7        F#m        A          D         A            Bm
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

D            A         Bm                   A
Until you've seen this trash can dream come true
D                A          E                    A
You stand at the edge while people run you through
D                 A          E                     A
And I thank the Lord there's people out there like you
D                        A                     Bm       E
I thank the Lord there's people out there like you

           A             G
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
        D                   E
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
     A                                    D
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      C#7                F#m E
For unless they see the sky
         D         A       B
But they can't and that is why
     D                E               D        A
They know not if it's dark outside or light

A
This Broadway's got
C#7      F#m     A       D              A           Bm        
It's got a lot of songs to sing If I knew the tunes I might join in
A
I'll go my way alone
C#7        F#m        A          D         A            Bm
Grow my own, my own seeds shall be sown in New York City
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D            A         Bm             A
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
D                A          E                    A
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
D                 A          E                     A
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
D                        A                     Bm       E
I thank the Lord for the people I have found

           A             G
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
        D                   E
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
     A                                    D
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      C#7                F#m E
For unless they see the sky
         D         A       B
But they can't and that is why
     D                E               D        A
They know not if it's dark outside or light

A
And now I know
C#7      F#m     A       D              A           Bm      
Spanish Harlem are not just pretty words to say
A
I thought I knew
C#7        F#m        A          D         A            Bm
But now I know that rose trees never grow in New York City

D            A         Bm             A
Subway's no way for a good man to go down
D                A          E                    A
Rich man can ride and the hobo he can drown
D                 A          E                     A
And I thank the Lord for the people I have found
D                        A                     Bm       E
I thank the Lord for the people I have found

           A             G
While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
        D                   E
Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers
     A                                    D
Turn around and say good morning to the night
      C#7                F#m E
For unless they see the sky
         D         A       B
But they can't and that is why
     D                E               D        A
They know not if it's dark outside or light
     D                E               D        A
They know not if it's dark outside or light