Mrs. Brown you've got a lovely daughter Girls as sharp as her are somethin' rare But it's sad, she doesn't love me now She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to call
She wants to return those things I bought her Tell her she can keep them just the same Things have changed, she doesn't love me now She's made it clear enough, it ain't no good to call
Walkin' about, even in a crowd, well You'll pick her out, makes a bloke feel so proud