Handbags And Gladrags lyrics by Rod Stewart
Ever seen a blind man cross the roadtryin' 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