| Lyrics: | Ever seen a blind man cross the road,
Try'na make it to the other side.
Ever seen a young
girl growing old,
Try'na make herself a bride.
So what becomes of you my
love,
when they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
that your
poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you.
Once I was a young man,
and all I thought
I had to do was smile.
Well you are still a young girl,
and you bought everything in
style.
So once you think you're in , you're out,
cause you don't mean a single thing
without
The handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy
you.
Sing a song of sixpence for your sake
and drink a bottle full of rye.
Four
and twenty blackbirds in a cake,
and bake them all in a pie.
They told me you missed
school today,
so what I suggest you just throw them all away.
The handbags and the
gladrags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you.
They told me you missed
school today,
so what I suggest you just throw them all away.
The handbags and the
gladrags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you |
