Don't Laugh At Me Lyrics - Peter Paul & Mary With Symphony Orchestra: Prague - 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