Lyrics of
Second Hand Rose

Father had a bus'ness, strictly second hand,
Ev'ry thing from toothpicks to a baby grand;
Stuff in our apartment came from Father's store -
Even things I'm wearing someone wore before.
It's no wonder that I feel abused;
I never have a thing that ain't been used.
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand hats, sec - ond hand clothes,
That's why they call me Sec - ond Hand Rose.
Even our pi - an - o in the par - lor,
Father bought for ten cents on the dol - lar.
Sec - ond hand pearls, I'm wearing sec - ond hand curls.
I never get a single thing that's new.
Even Jake the plumber, he's the man I a - dore,
Had the nerve to tell me he's been mar - ried be - fore.
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue.
I'm wear - ing sec - ond hand shoes, sec - ond hand hose,
All the girls hand me their sec - ond hand beaux.
Even my pa - ja - mas when I don 'em
Have some - bod - y el - se's 'ni - tials on 'em.
Sec - ond hand rings, I'm sick of sec - ond hand things,
I nev - er get what oth - er girl - ies do.
Once while strol - ling through the Ritz a girl got my coat;
She nudged her friend and said, "Oh, look there's my old fur coat!"
Ev' - ry - one knows that I'm just Sec - ond Hand Rose
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,
From Sec - ond Av - e - nue,