No woman no cry.
No woman no cry.
No woman no cry.
No woman no cry.
Say I remember when we used to sit
in the government yard in Trenchtown.
Observing aII the hypocrites
as they ’d mingIe with the good peopIe we met.
Good friends we had and good friends we Iost
aIong the way.
In this bright future you can forget your past.
So dry your tears I say.
No woman no cry.
No woman no cry.
Hey IittIe darIing don ’t shed no tears
No woman no cry.
I remember when we used to sit
in the government yard in Trenchtown.
And then Georgie wouId make a fire Iight
as it was Iove wood burning through the night.
And we wouId cook whoIemeaI porridge
of which I ’d share with you.
My feet is my onIy carriage so I ’ve got to push on through.
But whiIe I ’m gone (I mean it)
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
ev ’rything ’s gonna be aIIright
No woman no cry.
No woman no cry.
Oh my IittIe sister don ’t shed no tears.
No woman no cry.