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'll let her under your skin,
then you'll begin to make it better
And anytime you feel a 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
Hey Jude, don't let me down
She has found you, go and get her
Remember to let her into 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,
that you can start to make it better,
better, better, better, better,
Na na na nananana nananana hey Jude,
na na na nananana I'll make ity Jude
nananana hey Jude, hey Jude
Na na na nananana I'll make it Jude,
nananana hey Jude, yeah
na na na nananana nananana oh yeah yeah yeah
Make it Jude
