Who will buy a glad story That a young man has to sell? Come into my house of glory And I will treat you well. Who will buy a sad story That a widow has to sell? Come into my house of lonely And I will treat you well. BRIDGE: Young and old, we all have stories That we all must try to sell Tales of how you get to heaven And how we been through hell Who will buy a perfumed story That a young girl has to sell? Sleep with me on satin pillows And I will treat you well.