(And I Was the Boy on the Bike)
From “Broadway Thru a Keyhole”, 1933
Words by Mack Gordon
Music by Harry Revel
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
The strains of Lohengrin are ringing in the air
There’s rice on my tuxedo, confetti in your hair
My dear, we’re married now
Make yourself at home, this is our residence
Darling, where we’ll raise some future Presidents
To make our life a song
Let’s wander back to long ago
Chorus:
Just recall, that’s if you can
The day our dream of love began
You were the girl on the scooter
And I was the boy on the bike
In school my friends would make me blush
When they would say we had a crush
When I was the girl on the scooter
And you were the boy on the bike
Then we went to proms and dances
Time and time I heard you say
Lets forget about romances till graduation day
We did and found our happiness
And pray someday we may possess
Our own little girl on the scooter
And her little baby brother on the bike