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.

In my Easter bonnet with
all the frills upon it,
I'll be the grandest lady
in the Easter Parade.
You'll be all in clover,
and when they look me over
You'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, you may write a sonnet
about my Easter bonnet
And of the girl you're
taking to the Easter Parade.