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;