No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry. 'cause I remember when a we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown, Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites Mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have, oh, good friends we have lost Along the way In this great future, you can't forget your past; So dry your tears, I seh
No, woman, no cry; No, woman, no cry A little darlin', don't shed no tears: No, woman, no cry
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My feet is my only carriage And so I've got to push on through. Oh, while I'm gone, 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-a! Everything's gonna be all right!