Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pack Up Your Troubles In Your Old Kit Bag, artist - Spike Jones.
Date of issue: 16.06.2008
Song language: English
Pack Up Your Troubles In Your Old Kit Bag |
Private Perks is a funny little codger with a smile |
A funny smile |
Five feet none, he’s an artful little dodger with a smile |
A funny smile |
Flush or broke, he’ll have his little joke |
He can’t be suppressed |
All the other fellows have to grin when he gets this off his chin |
Hey! |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
While you’ve a Lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys, that’s the style |
Whats the use of worrying? |
It never was worthwhile, so |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
While you’ve a Lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys, that’s the style |
Whats the use of worrying? |
It never was worthwhile, so |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
Private Perks went a-marching into Flanders with his smile, his funny smile |
He was loved by the privates and commanders for his smile, his funny smile |
When a throng of Germans came along |
With a mighty swing |
Perks yelled out |
«This little bunch is mine! |
Keep your head down, boys, and sing» |
Hey! |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
While you’ve a Lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys, that’s the style |
Whats the use of worrying? |
It never was worthwhile, so |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
And smile, smile, smile |
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile |