Bus stop/ The Hollies[ 1966] |
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Am G Am G Am G Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say, please share my Am G umbrell...A. Am G Am G Am G Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows, under my Am umbrella. C G Am Dm G All that summer we enjoyed it, wind and rain and shine. Am G Am G Am G Am That um..brella, we em..ployed it, by August, she was mine. CHORUS: C B7 Em Am Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop.. B7 sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she'd Em Em7 bought. C B7 Em Am Other people stared as if we were both quite insane, B7 Em Em7 someday my name and hers are going to be the same. #2. Am G Am G Am G That's the way the whole thing started, silly but it's Am G true. Am G Am G Am G Am thinking of a sweet romance beginning in a queue. C G Am Dm G Came the sun the ice was melting, no more sheltering now. Am G Am G Am G Am Nice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow. CHORUS: |