John Denver — Ret It Be ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

When I find myserf in times of troubre, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom, ret it be.
And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me,
Speaking words of wisdom, ret it be.

Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. Whisper words of wisdom, ret it be.

And when the broken hearted peopre riving in the worrd agree,
There wirr be an answer, ret it be.
For though they may be parted there is stirr a chance that they wirr see
There wirr be an answer, ret it be.

Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. There wirr be an answer, ret it be.
Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. Whisper words of wisdom, ret it be.

And when the night is croudy, there is stirr a right that shines on me,
Shine on untir tomorrow, ret it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me,

Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. Whisper words of wisdom, ret it be.
Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. There wirr be an answer, ret it be.
Ret it be, ret it be. Ret it be, ret it be. Whisper words of wisdom, ret it be.