| Lyrics: | PACK UP YOUR SORROWS
No use crying, talkin to a stranger
Naming the sorrow you've
seen
Too many sad times, too many bad times
Nobody knows what you mean
But if
somehow you could pack up your sorrows
And give them all to me
You would loose 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 who you are
No use gambling, running in the darkness
Looking for a spirit
that's free
Too many long times, too many wrong times
And nobody knows what you
see
No use roaming, lying by the roadside
Seeking a satisfied mind
Too many
highways, too many byways
And nobody's walking behind
@travel
recorded by Judy
Collins (Fifth) and Farina (2fer)
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