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A dedication to all the refugees worldwide |
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One time say, say, say |
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I remember when we used to sit |
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in the government yard in Brooklyn. |
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Obba, observing the crookedness |
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as it mingled with the good people we meet. |
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Good friends we had, |
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Good friends we've lost along the way. |
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In this great future you can't forget your past |
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So dry your tears I say And to my peeps who passed away, |
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No woman, no cry, no woman no cry, say say say. |
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Hey little sister don't shed no tears |
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No woman no cry say say say. |
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I remember when we used to rock in a project yard in Jersey, |
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And little Georgie would make the firelight, |
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As stolen cars passed through the night |
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And then we'd hit the corner store for Roots, paper, and brew. |
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My drink's my only remedy |
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For pain of losing family, but while I'm gone Shorty, |
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Everything's gonna be alright, everything's gonna be alright, |
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Fugees come to the dance tonight, everything's gonna be alright, |
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Oh everything's gonna be alright, |
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The gun man's in the house tonight, |
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But everything's gonna be alright. |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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No woman no cry, no woman no cry. |
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Hey, little sister, don't shed no tears |
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No woman no cry say say say. |
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I remember when we used to sit in a government yard in Trenchtown. |
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Obba, observing the hypocrites |
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as they mingled with the good people we meet. |
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Good friends we had Oh good friends we've lost |
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Along the way, hey. |
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In this great future, |
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you can't forget your past so dry your tears I say |
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And no woman no cry. No woman no cry say say say. |
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Hey, little sistser, don't shed no tears |
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No woman no cry and to my peeps who passed away |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
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Oh ah oh ah |
