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Pack up Your Sorrows c Richard Farina/Pauline Marsden
No use crying, talking to a stranger
Naming the sorrows you’ve seen
Too many bad times, too many sad times
Nobody knows what you mean
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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 in the shadows
Trailing a wandering star
No one beside you, no one to guide you
Nobody knows who you are
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No use rambling, lying by the roadside
Seeking a satisfied mind
Too many highways, too many byways
Nobody’s walking behind.
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