One of the very few Easter songs, 1933.
words and music by Irving Berlin
The sheet music:
Accompaniment from a player piano roll:
Lyrics
Never saw you look quite so pretty before
Never saw you dressed quite so lovely, what’s more
I could hardly wait to keep our date
This lovely Easter morning
And my heart best fast
As I came through the door, for
Chorus
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
Sung here by Fred Feild: