Lyric 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 gettin mighty
like a rose.

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

Ya know, their turnin on
in the classroom
ain t the point.
It s when you re missin out
teacher teach ya how to
roll a joint.

Lord, hey,
while you re down there
lookin up my nose,
yeah,
child you re gettin mighty
like a rose.

Next time they try to fire me,
ya make the scene.
You re gettin 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
steppin on my toes.
Yeah, child,
you re gettin 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...