Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Try to reach the other side?
Ever seen a young girl growing old
Try to make herself a bride?
So what becomes of you, my love
When they have finally stripped you off?
The handbags ain′t the glad rags
That your poor old granddad had to sweat to buy you
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
They told me you missed school today
So what I suggest you just throw them all away
The handbags ain't the glad rags
That your poor old granddad had to sweat to buy you
Bye bye
I′ll take a summer sixpence for your sake
And buy 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 ain't the glad rags
That your poor old granddad 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 ain't the glad rags
That your poor old granddad had to sweat to buy you
Bye bye
Bye bye
Writer(s): Mike D'abo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
