Oyeyeiye yeiye…
ooo..
I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trencht
obaserving the ‘ypocrites
As they would mingling with the good people we meet.
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we’ve lost
Along the way.
In this great future, you can’t forget your past;
So dry your tears, I said
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
little darlin’, don’t shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry.
said I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown..
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was log wood burnin’
through the nights…through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which I’ll share with you; with you..
My feet is my only carriage,
So I’ve got to push push.. push on through.
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
Everything’s gonna be all right!
no woman, no cry; oh yeah..
no woman, no cry;
No – no, woman – woman, no cry.
Woman, little darlin’, don’t shed no tears;
No, woman, no cry.
(Little darlin’, don’t shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.
Little sister, don’t shed no tears!
No, woman, no cry.)
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