No Woman No Cry
Bossa and Marley Lyrics

No woman, no cry
Don't cry, dear woman

No woman, no cry
No woman, no need for tears

No woman, no cry
Don't shed a tear, woman

No woman, no cry
No woman, no tears needed

Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown Oba observing the hypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet
I recall sitting in Trenchtown's government yard and seeing hypocrites mingle with the good people there

Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost Along the way (way) In this great future, you can't forget your past So dry your tears, I say and
We've had good friends and lost them, but in the great future, we can't forget our past, so let's not cry

No woman, no cry 'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears No, woman, no cry
No woman should cry, little darling. No need for tears, woman

Said, said, said, I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire light As it was log wood burnin' through the night Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My feet is my only carriage So I've got to push on through But while I'm gone, I mean
I reminisce of sitting in Trenchtown's government yard while Georgie lit the log wood fire. We would cook and eat cornmeal porridge, and my feet was my only carriage to push on. But 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 Everything's gonna be all right Everything's gonna be all right Everything's gonna be all right
Everything is going to be okay

So woman, no cry No no woman, no woman, no cry Oh my little sister, don't shed no tears No woman, no cry
So, woman, don't cry. No need for tears, not even my little sister should cry. No woman, no tears

Little darling, don't shed no tears No, woman, no cry Little sister, don't shed no tears No, woman, no cry
Little darling, my little sister, no need to shed tears. No woman should cry

I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire light As it was log wood burnin' through the night Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My feet is my only carriage So I've got to push on through But while I'm gone
I think back to the government yard in Trenchtown and Georgie lighting the log wood fire. We would cook and eat cornmeal porridge; my feet is all I have to move forward. But while I'm gone

No woman, no cry No woman, no cry Oh my little darlin', say don't shed no tears No woman, no cry, ay
No woman needs to cry, no woman needs to shed tears. Don't cry, little darling. No woman, no tears.