Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Tryin' to make the other side?
Ever seen a young girl growin' 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 Grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Once I was a young man
And I thought all I had to do was smile
You are still a young girl
And you bought everything in style
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
Sing a song of six-pence 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 I suggest you just throw them them all away
The handbags and the gladrags
That your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy
Buy, buy
Oh, oh
Throw them all away
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 Grandad had to sweat to buy
Buy, buy