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.
This song as been a part of my family's easter celebration as long as I can remember, but I never knew how accurately it depicted what occurs on 5th avenue on Easter day.
After a few conversations I decided to head over and check it out. I looked online to find that it wasn't your typical parade, but that the streets were turned pedestrian between 49th and 57th.
Once I arrived I instantly felt like an impostor without a hat on. There was a festive mood and people were just "parading" around and admiring everyone's hats.
An old time band set up on the street
They may of been dancing the Charleston, but I'm not sure.
Some of the hats were more like costumes.
Lots included stuffed bunnies, eggs, and easter grass.
A few were just attractive Sunday hats.
Sometimes it was hard to find the person.
This lady had a birds nest and birdies.
Rock center had these pretty topiaries and flowers
See the bunnies?