There's no use crying, talking to a stranger Naming the sorrow you've seen Too many sad times, too many bad times 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 There's no use rambling, walking in the shadows Trailing a wandering star No one beside you, no one to guide you Nobody knows who you are 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 Oh, no use roaming, lying by the roadside Seeking a satisfied mind Too many highways, too many byways Nobody's walking behind Oh, if somehow you could pack up your sorrows And give them all to me, oh You would lose them, I know how to use them Give them all to me Somehow you could pack up your sorrows
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