Sheep dog standing in the rain,

Bullfrog doing it again,

Some kind of happiness is measured out in miles,

What makes you think you're something special when you smile?

Child like no one understands,

Jack knife in your sweaty hands,

Some kind of innocence is measured out in years,

You don't know what it's like to listen to your fears.

Big man walking in the park,

Wigwam frightened of the dark,

Some kind of solitude is measured out in you.

You think you know it but you haven't got a clue.

You can talk to me, you can talk to me,

You can talk to me if you're lonely you can talk to me.

Hey Bulldog.

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 any time you feel the pain,

Hej Jude, refrain,

Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.

For now you know that it's a fool

Who plays it cool by making his world a little colder.

Da da da da da da da da da da

Hey Jude, don't let me down,

You have found her, now go and get her.