Lyrics Pack up Your Sorrows - Peter, Paul and Mary

Pack up Your Sorrows

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
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
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
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
You would lose them, I know how to use them
Give them all to me