The Dubliners - Scorn not his simplicity

^CSee the child with the go^F/Clden hair but ^Dmeyes that show the emptiness inside ^GDo we know can we understand just how ^Che feels or ^Fhave we really t^Cried ^CSee him now as he s^F/Ctands alone and watche^Dms children play a childre's game ^GSimple child he looks almost like the ^Cothers yet they k^Fnow he's not the same^{C C/B}

^AmScorn not^Ab his simplicity but rather try^C to love him ^Fall the mor^Ce ^{C/B Am}Scorn not^Ab his simplicity oh ^Gno,oh ^Cno. ^F/C

^CSee him stare not recog^F/Cnizing that kin^Dmd face that only yesterday he loved ^GThe loving face of a mother who cant u^Cnderstand ^Fwhat she's guilty ^Cof ^CHow she cried tears of ^F/Chappiness the d^Dmay the doctor told her its a boy ^GNow she cries tears of helplessness and ^Cthinks of all the t^Fhings he wont enjo^Cy ^C/B

^AmScorn not^Ab his simplicity but rather try^C to love him ^Fall the mor^Ce ^{C/B Am}Scorn not^Ab his simplicity oh ^Gno,oh ^Cno. ^F/C

^COnly he knows how to f^F/Cace the future h^Dmopelessly sournded by dispair. ^GHe wont ask for your pity or your s^Cympathy but ^Fsurely you should ^Ccare.^C/B

^AmScorn not^Ab his simplicity but rather try^C to love him ^Fall the mor^Ce ^{C/B Am}Scorn not^Ab his simplicity oh ^Gno,oh ^Cno. ^{F/C C}Oh n^F/Co....^C... ^F/C