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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 granddad 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

But one you think you're in you're out
'Cause you don't mean
A single thing without
The handbags and the gladrags
That your granddad 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 I suggest you just throw them all away
The handbags and gladrags
That your poor old glanddad
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 glanddad
Had to sweat to buy