text: 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, dont 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
  Dont 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
  Mmm, hey Jude, dont let me down
  She has found you, go out 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
  Youre waiting for someone to perform with
  And dont you know that its just you, hey Jude, youll do
  The movement you need is on your shoulder
  Hey Jude, dont 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, na na na na na na, na na na na, yeah Jude, yeah
  Naa, na na na na na na, uh make it Jude!
  Na na na na, hey Jude, hey Jude, yeah
  Naa, na na na na na na, uh make it Jude!
  Na na na na, hey Jude, ooh ooh, yeah
  Na na na na na, na na na na, oh yeah!
  Na na na na na na na, Jude!