
Song · Old Selector
Rudeboy Don't Cry
“Rudeboy Don't Cry” is track 11 on Rob Matare's Afrobeats album Old Selector, released October 9, 2026. Roots reggae and Afrobeats from under the zinc roof: Mount Zion mornings, market days and giving thanks anyway.
“Rudeboy Don't Cry” lyrics
Rudeboy don't cry (don't cry)
that's what they told him young.
Rudeboy don't cry (don't cry)
hold it on your tongue.
He learned to keep it steady, keep it cool,
never let them see you sweat in school.
Chin up, shoulders back, and a hard-set jaw,
swallow every feeling, that's the rudeboy law.
But she walked away on a Tuesday train
and the cool guy stood in the falling rain.
All them years of the tough-guy lie
melted on the platform, and the rudeboy cried.
It's alright, it's alright to let it show —
even the strong ones break and let it go.
Every hard man carry a soft inside;
even the rudeboy's gotta cry.
Rudeboy don't cry — but he did, (he did)
all them tears on his collar he hid.
Turned out the toughest thing to try
was to let the rudeboy cry.
Don't cry, don't cry. (but he did)
Don't cry, don't cry. (like a kid)
Let it fall like the summer rain.
Now he tell the young ones down the lane:
don't you bottle up your joy or your pain.
The bravest thing a man can do
is to feel the whole of feeling through.
He still walk cool and he still walk proud,
but he laugh out loud and he cry out loud —
'cause the mask he wore was heavy as stone,
and a man ain't meant to carry it alone.
Every hard man carry a soft inside;
even the rudeboy's gotta cry.
Rudeboy don't cry — but he did, (he did)
all them tears on his collar he hid.
Turned out the toughest thing to try
was to let the rudeboy cry.
They build you a wall when you're just a boy,
tell you tears are weakness, tell you hide your joy.
But the wall come down on a Tuesday train —
and a free man walked out of the rain.
Don't cry, don't cry. (but he did)
The strongest heart's the one that feel, (let it go)
every crack a way to heal.
Rudeboy don't cry — but he did, (he did)
all them tears on his collar he hid.
Throw away the mask and the tough-guy frown —
be the realest man in town.
Rudeboy don't cry (don't cry)
that's what they told him young.
But he did — and he was strong.
Lyrics written by Rob Matare. Written by me • made with AI. Artist visuals are digitally created.
More from Old Selector
- 1Coffee for One3:22
- 2Before the Morning Bus4:04
- 3Sunshine on My Side4:33
- 4Jump the Broom4:04
- 5Fire Beside Ya3:51
- 6Market Woman3:32
- 7One Pot3:03
- 8Long Way From Yard3:43
- 9Old Selector3:34
- 10Concrete Can't Grow2:58
- 12River Wash It Clean3:14
- 13Mount Zion Morning3:20
- 14Sand Between My Toes3:42
- 15Slow Down the Sun4:02
- 16Whole Place a Skank2:25
- 17Better Soon Come3:31
- 18Hold It Steady3:13
- 19Give Thanks Anyway3:09
- 20Daddy's Sound3:02
- 21Under the Zinc Roof4:39
- 22We Got Time to Know4:36
- 23Walk Good3:38
- 24Shade Tree Court4:56