(FarinaMarden)

[Refrain:]

Well, 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.



[Refrain]



No use cryin', talking to a stranger,

Namin' the sorrows you've seen;

Oh, 'cause there are too many bad times,

Too many sad times,

Nobody knows what you mean.



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No use ramblin' walkin' in the shadows,

Trailin' a wanderin' star.

No one beside you, no one to hide you,

An' nobody knows where you are.



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No use roamin', walking by the roadside,

Seekin' a satisfied mind.

Ah, 'cause there are too many highways,

Too many byways,

Nobody's walkin' behind.



[Refrain]



You would lose them, I know how to use them,

Give them all to me.