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(Ian McLagan, Rod Stewart)
I don't need no one's opinion
On the matter concerning my dress.
I was raised in a clinic down in Oklahoma,
There were many things I did not possess.
I never complained, because my father said,
";Son you'll get your chance before you're my age";.
Then he took me upstairs and gave me this suit
Written all over his face
He said, ";Others may come and others may go,
But that suit will be around wherever you're goin'";
Three button hand me down
Three button hand me down
I had my fair share of neat women,
But they came between me and my suit.
That was a filly from Boston, a barmaid from Houston,
Not forgetting the one in Detroit.
They said, ";We like you boy and we think you're sweet,
But can't you lose your suit?";
I said, ";No, you can't do that to me";
I remember what my father said:
He said, ";Others may come and others may go,
But that suit will be around wherever you're goin'";
Three button hand me down, ha ha,
Three button hand me down
I've never been a tidy dresser
And the fold in my trousers it ain't straight.
Still I know a good cloth when I see one.
That's why I'm clad in this gray flannel suit.
Sometimes I wonder if I should visit a tailor
And get myself a smooth outfit.
Then I remember what my father said to me.
I'll make you from the open road
He said, ";Others may come and others may go,
But that suit will be around wherever you go";
Three button hand me down,
Three button hand me down
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