Oh, city don't cry
Oh, city don't cry
Is all your virgin truth turned to lies
Are all your dreams of freedom monolith
Is all you peace and justice so much myth, oh
Oh, city don't cry

Na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na
na na, na na, na na, na

Oh, city don't weep
Oh, city don't weep
For even brother Satan has to sleep
And all your tragic idols rest in peace
And beautiful believers, their quiet council keep
So, oh, city don't weep

Na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na
na na, na na, na na, na na

Oh yeah
Oh yeah

Oh, city don't moan
Oh, city don't moan
Inside your gates I make my wanderers home
And from your desert arms my fears have flown
Against your walls my demons, they all turn to stone, oh-oh-oh
Oh, city don't moan

Oh
Oh
Oh

Oh, city don't cry
Yeah-oh, city don't cry again
Is all your virgin truth turned to lies
Are all your dreams of freedom monolith, oh
Is all you peace and justice so much myth, oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, city don't cry, yeah

Ah, fly away
Oh, now, city don't weep
Yeah-eah-eah-eah, city don't weep
For even brother Satan has to sleep, oh
And all your tragic idols, well they all rest in peace
And beautiful believers, their quiet council keep
Oh oh oh oh, city don't weep, ah, yeah-eah

Na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na, na na
Na na
Oh

Said oh, city don't moan
Oh, now city don't moan
Inside your gates I make my wanderers home
And from your desert arms all my fears have flown
Against your walls my demons turn to stone
Said oh, city don't moan

Yeah, city don't moan
Yeah, city don't moan
Don't moan
Don't moan

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Writer(s): JAMES PATRICK PAGE, ROBERT PLANT