Johnny Cash - Pack up your sorrows

^AAh, but if somehow you could p^Dack up your sorrows, ^AAnd give them all to ^Eme, Y^Aou would lose them, I ^Dknow how to use them, G^Aive them^E all to ^Ame.

No^A use crying, talk^Ding to a stranger, Na^Aming the sorrows you've s^Eeen. To^Ao many bad times, t^Doo many sad times, An^Ad nobody kn^Eows what you m^Aean.

^AAh, but if somehow you could p^Dack up your sorrows, ^AAnd give them all to ^Eme, Y^Aou would lose them, I ^Dknow how to use them, G^Aive them^E all to ^Ame.

No^A use rambling, wa^Dlking in the shadows, Tr^Aailing a wandering s^Etar. No^A one beside you, ^Dno one to hide you, N^Aobody kn^Eows where you^A are.

^AAh, but if somehow you could p^Dack up your sorrows, ^AAnd give them all to ^Eme, Y^Aou would lose them, I ^Dknow how to use them, G^Aive them^E all to ^Ame.

No^A use roaming, ly^Ding by the roadside, Se^Aeking a satisfied mi^End. To^Ao many highways, t^Doo many byways, A^And nobod^Ey's walking b^Aehind.

^AAh, but if somehow you could p^Dack up your sorrows, ^AAnd give them all to ^Eme, Y^Aou would lose them, I ^Dknow how to use them, G^Aive them^E all to ^Ame. ^AYou would lose them, I ^Dknow how to use them, G^Aive them^E all to ^Ame.