“Scorn Not His Simplicity”

Composed by Phil Coulter

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Lyrics

	See the child
	With the golden hair,
	Yet eyes that show the emptiness inside.
	Do we know,
	Can we understand just how he feels,
	Or have we really tried?

	See him now
	As he stands alone
	And watches children play a children's game.
	Simple child,
	He looks almost like the others,
	Yet they know he's not the same.

	Scorn not his simplicity,
	But rather try to love him all the more.
	Scorn not his simplicity,
	Oh, no.

	See him stare,
	Not recognising the kind face
	That only yesterday he loved.
	The loving face
	Of a mother who can't understand what
	She's been guilty of.

	Scorn not his simplicity,
	But rather try to love him all the more.
	Scorn not his simplicity,
	Oh, no,
	Oh, no.

	Only he knows how to face the future hopefully,
	Surrounded by despair.
	He won't ask for your pity or your sympathy,
	But surely you should care.

	Scorn not his simplicity,
	But rather try to love him all the more.
	Scorn not his simplicity,
	Oh, no,
	Oh, no,
	Oh, no.

Notes

Phil Coulter (with whom Sinéad later collaborated on "The Shores of the Swilly") allegedly wrote this song about his first son, who was born with Down's Syndrome and died at age 4.

(Source: Wikipedia)

Produced by Sinéad O'Connor and Phil Coulter

(Source: Universal Mother)

Musicians

(Source: Universal Mother)

Sinéad O'Connor	vocals
Phil Coulter	piano

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