Mrs. Brown
You've got a lovely daughter
Girls as sharp as her
Are something rare
But it's sad
She doesn't love me now
She's made it clear enough
It ain't no good to pine
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
I'd go down on my knees
But it's no good to pine
Walking about
Even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out
Makes a bloke feel so proud
If she finds that
I've been 'round to see you
Tell her that
I'm well and feeling fine
Don't let on
Don't say she's broke my heart
I'd go down on my knees
But it's no good to pine
Walking about
Even in a crowd, well
You'll pick her out
Makes a bloke feel so proud
Mrs. Brown
You've got a lovely daughter
Mrs. Brown
You've got a lovely daughter
Mrs. Brown
You've got a lovely daughter
(You've got a lovely daughter)
(Mrs. Brown, I dig her body)