No woman, no cry Ev'rything's gonna be alright In a government yard in Trenchtown Ev'rything's gonna be alright well And I remember when we used to sit Oba, oba-serving the hypocrites As we would mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,

This is a mean old world, Baby to live in by yourself. Can't get the woman you love, Cause you know she's lovin someone else. Well I drink to keep from worryin Baby and I smile to keep from cryin'. Yes I drink to keep from worryin And you know I smile to

Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died From a stray bullet Explaining to her was a passerby Who saw the woman cry (cry) How can she work it out Now she knows that the wages of sin is death, yeah! Gift of Jah

Be wary of a woman A woman so fine Don't wanna change you Loves you just right Makes you feel like a man inside Sometimes she'll make you cry Till you don't know what your doing Your out of control Forget about leaving your heart wont go If don't like

And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry I met her accidentally in Saint Paul

And your crying won't help you, woman 'Cause you've been so mean to me Oh, oh, crying won't help you, baby Crying won't help you now Oh, no matter what you say, baby No matter what you do The way you been treating me, woman Is coming back home to you Oh,

From four till late, I was wringin' my hands and cryin' From Memphis to Norfolk, is a thirty-six hours ride A woman is like a dresser, some man always ramblin' through its drawers From four till late, she get with a no-good bunch and clown I believe to

Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die I met her accidentally in St. Paul,