No, woman, no cry - Peter Rowans
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, good friends weve lost
Along the way
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your eyes, I say
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry
Singin' with now:
No, woman, no cry
And I remember when we used to sit
On music row in Nashville town
Oh Mark he would light a fire bright
The fiddle was a-blazing through the night
Then we would make 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
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
No woman, no cry;
No woman, no cry, yeah
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
Everythings gonna be all right!
No woman, no cry;
No woman, no cry, yeah
No woman, no cry, no woman, no woman, no cry;