收聽Peter,Paul & Mary的Don't Laugh at Me (Extended Version) [2004 Remaster] (Extended Version; 2004 Remaster)歌詞歌曲

Don't Laugh at Me (Extended Version) [2004 Remaster] (Extended Version; 2004 Remaster)

Peter,Paul & Mary2004年2月24日

Don't Laugh at Me (Extended Version) [2004 Remaster] (Extended Version; 2004 Remaster) 歌詞

Don't Laugh at Me (Extended Version|2004 Remaster) - Peter, Paul & Mary

I'm a little boy with glasses,

 

The one they call the geek

 

A little girl who never smiles

 

'Cause I have got braces on my teeth

 

And I know how it feels

 

To cry myself to sleep

 

I'm that kid on every playground

 

Who's always chosen last

 

A single teenage mother

Tryin' to overcome my past

 

You don't have to be my friend

 

But is it too much to ask?

 

Don't laugh at me,

 

Don't call me names

 

Don't get your pleasure

 

From my pain

 

In God's eyes we're all the same

 

Someday we'll all have perfect wings,

 

Don't laugh at me

 

I'm the beggar on the corner

 

You've passed me on the street

 

And I wouldn't be out here beggin'

If I had enough to eat

 

And don't think I don't notice

 

That our eyes never meet

 

Don't laugh at me,

 

Don't call me names

 

Don't get your pleasure from my pain

 

In God's eyes we're all the same

 

Someday we'll all have perfect wings,

 

Don't laugh at me

 

I'm fat, I'm thin

 

I'm short, I'm tall

 

I'm deaf, I'm blind

 

Hey, aren't we all?

 

Don't laugh at me,

 

Don't call me names

 

Don't get your pleasure from my pain

 

In God's eyes we're all the same

 

Someday we'll all have perfect wings,

 

Don't laugh at me

 

Well I'm fat, I'm thin

 

I'm short, I'm tall

 

I'm deaf, I'm blind

 

In a way we're all

 

I'm black, I'm white

 

And I am brown

 

I'm Jewish, I'm Christian

 

And I'm a Muslim

 

I'm gay, I'm lesbian

 

I'm American Indian

 

I'm very, very young

 

I'm quite aged

 

I'm quite well fed

 

I'm very, very poor

 

Don't laugh at me,

 

Don't call me names

 

Don't get your pleasure

 

From my pain

 

In God's eyes we're all the same

 

Someday we'll all have perfect wings,

 

Don't laugh at me

 

My country, 'tis of thee, oh,

 

Sweet land of liberty

 

 

It is of thee, that I sing