BUS STOP (Am)

Hollies

(Am G)
(Am/7) C G Am F7M Em - Am
(C B Em C Am B Em)

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say

"-Please share my umbrella."

Bus stop, 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'd shop,

And she would show me what she'd bought

All the people stared as every word come quite insane

Someday my name and hers are going to be the same


That's the way the whole thing started

Silly, but it's true

Thinking of a sweet romance

Beginning in a queue


Came the sun the ice was melting,

No more sheltering now

Nice to think that that umbrella

Led me to a vow