People just ain't no good
I think that's well understood
You can see it everywhere you look

People just ain't no good

We were married under cherry trees

Under blossom we made our vows
All the blossoms come sailing down
Through the streets and through the playgrounds


The sun would stream on the sheets
Awaken by the morning bird

We'd buy the Sunday newspapers
And never read a single word


People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good


Seasons came, seasons went
The winter stripped the blossoms bare

A different tree now lines the streets
Shaking its fists in the air
The winter slammed us like a fist

The windows rattling in the gales
To which she drew the curtains
Made out of her wedding veils


People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good

People they ain't no good at all

To our love send a dozen white lilies

To our love send a coffin of wood
To our love let all the pink-eyed pigeons coo
That people they just ain't no good


To our love send back all the letters
To our love a valentine of blood

To our love let all the jilted lovers cry
That people they just ain't no good


It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They can comfort you, some even try
They nurse you when you're ill of health

They bury you when you go and die
It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
They'd stick by you if they could

But that's just bull%#@! baby
People just ain't no good


People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good
People they ain't no good

People they ain't no good at all