PACK UP YOUR SORROWS
(written by Richard Farina; learned at Teton Tea Party during the 1960s)
No more cryin', talkin' to a stranger,
No more ramblin' walkin' in the shadows,
No use roamin', walkin' by the road side,
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)
Namin' the sorrows you've seen;
Too many bad times, too many sad times,
Nobody knows what you mean.
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.
Trailin' a wanderin' star,
No one beside you, no one to hide you,
Nobody knows where you are.
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows.....
Seekin' a satisfied mind;
Too many highways, too many byways,
Nobody's walkin' behind.
But if somehow you could pack up your sorrows.....