BUS STOP (Hollies)
 
 
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Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say please share my umbrella
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Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows under my umbrella

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All that summer we enjoyed it wind and rain and shine
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That umbrella, we employed it by August, she was mine


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Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
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Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
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Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
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Someday my name and hers are going to be the same


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That's the way the whole thing started silly but it's true
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Thinkin' of a sweet romance beginning in a queue

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Came the sun the ice was melting no more sheltering now
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Nice to think that that umbrella led me to a vow


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C/G           B7              Em               C
Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop
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Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought
C/G           B7              Em                C
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
           F#dim              B7             Em
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same


Am         G        Am          G      Am          G     Am  G  
Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say please share my umbrella
Am         G        Am          G         Am    G     Am    
Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows under my umbrella
C/G           B7              Em                C
Other people stared as if we were both quite insane
           F#dim              B7             Em
Someday my name and hers are going to be the same


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