Pack up Your Sorrows

No use crying, talking to a stranger
Naming the sorrows you've seen
Too many bad times, too many sad times
And nobody knows what you mean Ah,
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 hide you
Nobody knows where you are No use gambling, running in the darkness
Looking for a spirit that's free
Too many wrong times, too many long times
Nobody knows what you see



Credits
Writer(s): Pauline Marden Bryan, Richard Farina
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