Ever see a blind man cross the road Trying to make the other side? ♪ Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying 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 poor old granddad Had to sweat to buy you, baby ♪ Once I was a young man And all I thought I had to do was smile ♪ Well, you are still a young girl And you've borne everything in style ♪ So 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 granddad Had to sweat to buy you ♪ Sing a song of six-pence for your sake And drink a bottle full of rye ♪ Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake And bake 'em 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, oh-woah ♪ 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 you