Ever seen a blind man cross the road

Try'na make the other side

Ever seen a young girl growing old

Try'na make herself a bride



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

So listen all you young girls

Who bought everything that's in style



Cause once you think you're in, you're out

For you don't mean a thing without

The handbags and the gladrags

That your grandad 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 'em all in a pie



They told me you missed school today

So I suggest you just throw away

The handbags and the gladrags

That your grandad had to sweat, so you could buy



And 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