Lyrics Glad Rag Doll - Vera Lynn

Glad Rag Doll

All dolled up in glad rags\nTomorrow may turn to sad rags\nThey call you Glad Rag Doll\nAdmired, desired\nBy lovers who soon grow tired\nPoor little Glad Rag Doll\nYou’re just a pretty toy they like to play with\nYou’re not the kind they choose to grow old and grey with\nDon’t make this the end, dear\nIt’s never too late to mend, dear\nPoor little Glad Rag Doll\nYou’re just a pretty toy they like to play with\nYou’re not the kind they choose to grow old and grey with\nDon’t make this the end, dear\nIt’s never too late to mend, dear\nPoor little Glad Rag Doll\nPoor little Glad Rag Doll