Pack Up Your Sorrows

No use crying, talking to a stranger,

Naming the sorrow you've seen

Too many bad times, too many sad times

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 hide you

And nobody knows what 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 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

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, going by the roadside,

Seeking a satisfied mind

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