Pack up Your Sorrows
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows
And give them all to me
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me
No use crying, talking to a stranger
Naming the sorrows you've seen
Cause there's too many bad times, too many sad times
And nobody knows what you mean
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows
And give them all to me
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me
No use rambling, walking in the shadows
Trailing a wandering star
No one beside you, no one to guide you
And nobody knows where you are
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows
And give them all to me
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me
No use roaming, walking by that roadside
Seeking a satisfied mind
There's too many highways, too many byways
And nobody's walking behind
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows
And give them all to me
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me
Autor(es): Pauline Marden / Richard Fariña
