Handbags & Gladrags

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

Baby

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

Listen

And 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 grandad had to sweat so you could buy

Hmm-hmm

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 what I suggest, you just throw them all away

The handbags and your gladrags

That your poor old grandad had to sweat to buy

Whoa-whoa-whoa

They told me you missed school today

So  I suggest, you just throw them all away

Your handbags and the gladrags

That your poor old grandad had to sweat to buy, yeah

Baby

Bye, bye