Idioma Origen:
Ever seen 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 grandad had to sweat so you could buy ya?
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 once you think you're in you're out
'Cause you dont mean a single thing without
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy ya?
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 the gladrags
That your poor old granddad 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 granddad had to sweat to buy ya.
Idioma Destino:
Ever seen 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 grandad had to sweat so you could buy ya?
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 once you think you're in you're out
'Cause you dont mean a single thing without
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy ya?
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 the gladrags
That your poor old granddad 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 granddad had to sweat to buy ya.