Second Hand Rose

Lyrics for Second Hand Rose

Father has a business Strictly second-hand Everything from tooth-picks to a baby grand Stuff in our apartment Came from Father's store Even clothes I'm wearing, someone wore before It's no wonder that I feel abused I never get a thing that ain't been used I'm wearing second-hand hats Second-hand clothes That's why they call me Second Hand Rose Even our piano in the parlor Daddy bought for ten cents on the dollar Second-hand pearls I'm wearing second-hand curls I never get a single thing that's new Even Jake the plumber, he's the man I adore He had the nerve to tell me he'd been married before Everyone knows that I'm just Second Hand Rose From Second Avenue From Second Avenue No!