**Bus stop waiting she's there I said pleade share my umbrella
Bus top bus goes she stays Love grows under my umbrella
All that summer we enjoyed it Wind and rain and shine
That umbrella we employed it By August she was mine
*Every morning I would see her Waiting at the stop
Sometimes she's shop And she would show me what she bought
All the people stare As if we were both quite insane
Someday my name And her's are going to be the same
That's the way the whole thing started Silly but it's true
A thinkin' of a sweet romance Beginning and end with you
Come the Sunday, ice was melting
No more sheltering now
But it's nice to think that umbrella
Lead me to a vow
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