Ever seen a blind man cross the road
tryin' to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old
tryin' to 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 Grand dad had to
sweat so you could buy

Once I was a young man
and all I thought I had to do was smile
You are still a young girl and
you bought everything in style

But 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 Grand dad had to
sweat so you could buy

Sing a song of sixpence for your sake
and take 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
Granddad had to sweat to buy

They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw them all away

The handbags and the
gladrags that your poor old
grand dad had to sweat to buy