Oh 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 sorrow you've seen
Causes too many bad times, too many sad times
Nobody knows what you mean
Oh 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 got you
And nobody knows what you are
Oh 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 the roadside,
Seeking a satisfied mind
Too many highways, too many byways,
And nobody's walking behind
Oh 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
Writer(s): Pauline Marden Bryan, Richard Farina
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