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Bus Stop

The Hollies

[Intro] Am  G/B

     Am             G/B

[Primeira Parte]

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

Please share my umbrella

Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
                  G
Under my umbrella

 C        G     Am/E
All that summer we enjoyed it
 Dm                Em
Wind and rain and shine
 Am
That umbrella, we employed it
           Em       Am
By August, she was mine

[Refrão]

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

[Segunda Parte]

Am
That`s the way the whole thing started
Silly but it`s true
Thinkin` of a sweet romance
                    G
Beginning in a queue

 C         G        Am/E
Came the sun the ice was melting
 Dm              Em
No more sheltering now
  Am
Nice to think that that umbrella
       Em     Am
Led me to a vow

 Am

                           A

 Am

                           A

[Refrão]

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

[Primeira Parte]

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

Please share my umbrella

Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows
                  G
Under my umbrella

 C        G     Am/E
All that summer we enjoyed it
 Dm                Em
Wind and rain and shine
 Am
That umbrella, we employed it
           Em       Am
By August, she was mine