Looking after his father Working the farm to bring a little money And drinking a beer or two at the end of the day Singing songs to his mother Holding the baby high upon her shoulders
Always a smile for the strangers who lives down the lane Fare thee well
Mister Simply Man You´re next to go I don´t wanna breeze into your life Mr Simply Man Your trust alone You don´t wanna go to feel the cold I remember the time we used to say He belongs to the world of yesterday
He lives for the moment Takes to the road to help a needy stranger Giving his time without a care Now I´m returning back to the land from where I belong
Far from the fields of Cooraclare Fare thee well
Mister Simply Man You´re next to go I don´t wanna breeze into your life Mr Simply Man Your trust alone You don´t wanna go to feel the cold I remember the time we used to say He belongs to the world of yesterday