No use crying, talking to a stranger, Naming the sorrow 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 No use rambling, walking in the shadows, Trailing a wandering star No one beside you, no one to hide you And nobody knows what you are 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 No use gambling, running in the darkness, Looking for a spirit that's free Too many wrong times, too many long times Nobody knows what you see 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 No use roaming, going by the roadside, Seeking a satisfied mind Too many highways, too many byways, And nobody's walking behind 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