| Johnnie Fedora met Alice Bluebonnet | 
| In the window of a department store | 
| 'Twas love at first sight and they promised one night | 
| They’d be sweethearts forever more | 
| Johnnie would serenade Alice | 
| Too-ra-lay, too-ra-lye, too-ra-loo! | 
| He sang of a beautiful palace | 
| Of a beautiful hatbox for two | 
| But Johnnie Fedora lost Alice Bluebonnet | 
| To a patron of the department store | 
| Her beauty was sought by the girl she was bought by | 
| For twenty-three ninety-four | 
| Johnnie, oh Johnnie! | 
| Your Alice Bluebonnet | 
| Will always be waiting for you | 
| So don’t give up hoping and don’t give up dreaming | 
| For true love will come smiling through | 
| Johnnie Fedora was lonely and stranded | 
| In the window of the department store | 
| When lo and behold he was suddenly sold | 
| And his heart became gay once more | 
| Johnnie sang out like a robin | 
| Too-ra-lay, too-ra-lye, too-ra-loo! | 
| To strangers he’d come up a-bobbin' | 
| «Oh! | 
| I thought you were someone I knew.» | 
| He looked for her uptown and 'cross town and downtown | 
| From the Brooklyn Bridge to the Jersey Shore | 
| It all seemed in vain, till he heard the refrain | 
| Of the song Alice sang of yore | 
| Johnnie, oh Johnnie! | 
| Your Alice Bluebonnet | 
| Will always be waiting for you | 
| So don’t give up hoping and don’t give up dreaming | 
| For true love will come smiling through | 
| Johnnie kept yearning, he kept on returning | 
| To the window of the department store | 
| His voice became hushed, he was literally crushed | 
| And it started to rain and pour | 
| Each place he went he kept calling | 
| Too-ra-lay, too-ra-lye, too-ra-loo! | 
| His spirits kept falling and falling | 
| For his Alice was nowhere in view | 
| But hey nonny nonny, an ice man found Johnnie | 
| And he cut him to fit on his horse’s ears | 
| 'Twas done without malice for beside him was Alice | 
| And they lived on for years and years | 
| You Johnnie Fedora’s, you Alice Bluebonnet’s | 
| Whenever you find yourself blue | 
| You’ll find it’s June in December if you’ll just remember | 
| That true love will come smiling through | 
| That true love will come smiling through! |