A dedication to all the refugees worldwide.

TRCSF

Alright.

One time.

say, say, say

I remember
When we used to sit
Oh, in the government yard in Houston.
Obba, observing the crookedness
as it mingled with the good people we meet.

Good friends we had!
Oh, good friends we've lost!
along the way.
In this great future you can't forget your past,
So dry your tears, I say.

And to my peeps who passed away-
No woman, no cry
no, woman no cry!
say! say! say!

Hey, little sister
don't shed no tears
No, woman no cry
say! say! say!

I remember, when we used to rock
Oh, in a project yard in Dallas,
And little Georgie just couldn't get it right,
As stolen cars passed through the night.
And then we'd hit the corner store
For Roots, paper, and brew.
Brew!
My drinks!
My only remedy!
For pain of losing family...

but while I'm gone, Shorty...
Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright
Fugees come to the dance tonight
Everything's gonna be alright
Everything's gonna be alright
Oh, everything's gonna be alright
The gun man's in the house tonight
But everything's gonna be alright

Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!

No woman, no cry
No, woman no cry!

Hey, little sister,
Don't shed no tears
No woman no cry
Say! Say! Say!

I remember
When we used to sit
Oh, in a government yard in Trenchtown.
Obba, observing the hypocrites
As they mingled with the good people we meet.
Good friends we had, oh!
Good friends we've lost.
Along the way...
Hey!
In this great future,
You can't forget your past.
So dry your tears, I say.

And,
No woman, no cry.
No, woman no cry!
Say! Say! Say!

Hey, little sister
Don't shed no tears.
No, woman no cry!

And to my peeps who passed away

Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!
Oh ah, oh ah!

gurkhawarhorse

ironic indeed....