[From the heart of the Black country.

When I was a robber, in Boston Place,
you gathered round me with your fine embrace.]

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it better

Hey Jude, don't be afraid
You were made to go out and get her
The minute you let her under your skin
Then you begin to make it better

And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain
Don't carry the world upon your shoulders
For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool
By making his world a little colder

Mmmmuuuuu...

Hey Jude, don't let me down
She has found you, go out and get her
Remember to let her into your heart (your heart)
Then you can start to make it
Better better better better

So let it out and let it in, hey Jude, begin
You're waiting for someone to perform with
And don't you know that it's just you, hey Jude, you'll do
The movement you need is on your shoulder

Hey Jude, don't make it bad
Take a sad song and make it better
Remember to let her into your heart
Then you can start to make it
Better better better better better better, oh

Yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, yeah Jude
Oo-oh yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah, I make it to, nah nah nah nah, hey Jude
Hey Jude, yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah, I make it to, nah nah nah nah, hey Jude
Oo-oo-oo-oh yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah, oh yeah yeah yeah
Nah nah nah nah nah, make it to yeah (fade out)

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