I know a small boy

With no love in his eyes

Like the love I know

But sadness and hate

He was not to know

 

When he goes to school

The other children will tease him

Tell their family

There’s a boy I know

Won’t fight back, cries like a baby

 

How many of you will say

Try and make friends with him

Bring him here to play

We’d like to meet him

 

Your daughter grows up

And you want her to marry

A respectable, qualified young man

He’s got a good job there

With excellent prospects

They look very nice together