No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry.
I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in trenchtown, Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet. Good friends we have, oh, good friends weve lost Along the way. In this great future, you cant forget your past; So dry your tears, I seh.
No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. ere, little darlin, dont shed no tears: No, woman, no cry.
Said - said - 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 logwood burnin through the nights. Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, Of which Ill share with you; My feet is my only carriage, So Ive got to push on through. But while Im gone, I mean: Everythings gonna be all right!