[Verse 1: Robert Tompson]
Take every chance
Got to lose every time
We've got to win every time
They say you'll always be mine
But I only want what's good for me
So if they call, who will he talk to?
We've got to be players
In order to be in love
We've got to take every chance
We've got to trade every beat
We've got to be true
Likе some young girl did in a summer night
So we takе every chance
We've got to take every chance
We've got to lose every time
We've got to win every time

[Chorus: Robert Tompson & Charlie Wilson]
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be (Yeah)
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be (Ooh-ooh)
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Robert Tompson]
It's just another one more number
Another one more, just another one more than your own
And it's just another one more number
Another one more, just another one more than your own
So I guess that's why the sun has turned to stone again and again
I never need another fool to tell me we're the only ones
We're the only ones who can stop the world from spinning again
I always say the same things that you've always said
And suddenly the fool is gone, just the same, clown
I don't know what to do, there's nothing to say
Tell me that you want the world to be
So you just take the clothes off, baby
Say it tonight, you wanna be with me all night long
Yes baby I can prove to you, I'll let it be
[Chorus: Robert Tompson]
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be

[Verse 3: Robert Tompon, Justin Vernon & Big Sean]
You know that I've got so much love for you
You love me baby (Love, love, love, love)
You keep me going (Love, love, love, love)
Ooh, my oh, my favorite song
The kind of music you love to hear
I feel I'm missing the mark these days
If not for the good will and the inspiration
That I've built around my song (Boy, yeah)
I'd build you a fire red andume my perfume
I'd build you a home sweet home
And I'd build you a home really sweet home
All around the world the simple things make you want to cry
But if everything has to be all a game
He just looks at what's on his mind
So there is no natural man here (Ugh!)
He just looks the way that he does
So there is no natural man here
He is not a natural man can be a victim or a thief (Let it–)
He just looks at what's on his mind
So there is no natural man here (Boy, boy, yuh, boy)
[Chorus: Robert Tompson]
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be
Let it be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be, oh–be