In your Easter bonnet, with all the frills upon it, You'll be the grandest lady in the Easter Parade. I'll be all in clover and when they look you over, I'll be the proudest fellow in the Easter Parade. On the avenue, Fifth Avenue, the photographers will snap us, And you'll find that you're in the rotogravure. Oh, I could write a sonnet about your Easter bonnet, And of the girl I'm taking to the Easter Parade.
Written by Irving Berlin
* update* Today, before I helped WDC with lunch, she sang "with me" - HE Lives, HE Lives ~ Christ Jesus lives today.
My friend Willo Dean Campbell ~ bell of the ball in the Easter bonnet ~ Brenda made for her.
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