Written by Vincent Ford, Robert Nesta Marley
No woman, no cry.
Cause', cause', cause' I remember a when a we used to sit
in a government yard in Trenchtown.
Observing the hypocrites, yeah
mingle with the good people we meet. Yeah.
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
along the way. Yeah.
In this great future, you can't forget your past
so dry your tears, I say. Yeah.
No woman, no cry.
A little darling don't shed no tears.
Said, said, said I remember a when a we used to sit
in the government yard in Trenchtown. Yeah.
And then Georgie would make the fire lights, I say
a log-a-wood burning through the nights. Yeah.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge, I say
of which I'll share with you. Yeah.
My feet is my only carriage, and so
I've got to push on through, but while I'm gone:
Everything's gonna be all right!
So, no woman, no cry.
I say.
Oh little, oh little darling don't shed no tears.
One more time I've got to say.
Oh little darling please don't shed no tears.