Busman's Holiday - Ode To Sophia Lyrics

Ode to Sophia

Now that we are both old and grey
If I pop the question what would you say?
Golden lady, won't you be mine?
I remember back in 1945
You said my time was due to arrive.
Well it hasn't. Now I'm 89.

Doncha 'member back in 1972?
You were married to my best friend, Lou.
Our collective sky was not so blue.

I wrote this song while I was cryin'.
You better marry me soon
'Cause I'll soon be dyin'.
Golden lady, give me your hand.
Helen, Vada, Mary, Greta,
Bessie, Ella, Mina and Mary Lou:
None of them could compare to you.
You know, it's true.

Walking the dogs, making coffee and tea;
It will finally be you and me.
Now is the time and it's better than never.

We'll visit our friends in the cemetery.
We both agree that we won't be buried.
Golden lady, be my best girl.
We'll see the big band. I'll pay the cover.
I'll even introduce you to David Baker's mother.
And who knows; from there the world!
And who knows; from there the world!