Mighty Like A Rose

You have drowned
a thousand sorrows
all in one,
and mixed with mugs, (?)
and millionaires
you have done.
Ya' been and gone and done it
for a quid,
and just what you don't know,
up there you got hid.

Lord, you're only
fourteen summers
and God knows,
yeah, child,
you're getting mighty
like a rose.

You got pulled (?)
for trying to straighten
up this town,
and looked bashful
bribing old, bent
Barrister Brown.

Ya' know, their turning on
in the classroom
ain't the point.
It's when you're missing out
teacher teach ya' how to
roll a joint.

Lord, hey,
while you're down there
looking up my nose,
yeah,
child you're getting mighty
like a rose.

Next time they try to fire me,
ya' make the scene.
You're getting sugar cubes
for breakfast.
Ya' know what I mean.

And the, the hazard old, (?)
the wind blows
through you' ears.
Ya' haven't got enough
of those
what ya'
haven't got for years.
Yeah, but never mind
stepping on my toes.
Yeah, child,
you're getting mighty
like a rose.

Yeah, hey, hey,
you're mighty like a rose.
Uh-huh, aww, aww, aww, aww, aww, aww,
mmm-mm, mmm-mm, mmm-mm, mmm-mm...