Walking down the avenue,

Waving to folks I know.

It is a boulevard where

Dreams seemed to grow.

So many times I walked,

Stopping now and then to talk.

We shared the local gossip,

On this avenue I walked.

Then I met a lass, full of class,

Dated her every day I could.

 A war came along, said so long,

I remember where she stood.

 It seemed like a life time,

When she was not in my arms.

But when the war was over,

She married me, my girl of charms.