A
I get tired
And upset
Bm
And i'm trying to care a little less
When i google i only get depressed
F#m E
I was taught to dodge those issues I was told
A
Don't worry
There's no doubt
Bm
There's always something to cry about
When you're stuck in an angry crowd
D E
They don't think what they say before they open their mouths
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A
Pack up your troubles in you old kit bag
Bm
And bury them beneath the sea
I don't care what the people may say
A
What the people may say about me
A
Pack up your troubles get your old grin back
Bm
Don't worry 'bout the cavalry
I don't care what the whisperers say
A
Cos' they whisper too loud for me.
A Bm
Hot topic, maybe I should drop it,
It's a touchy subject,
F#m E
And I like to tiptoe round the shit going down,
A
Got penny
But no pound
Bm
So if your business is running out
It's not my buisness to talk about
D E
They don't think what to say before they open their mouths
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A
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
Bm
And bury them beneath the sea
I don't care what the people may say
A
What the people may say about me
A
Pack up your troubles, get your old grin back
Bm
Don't worry about the calvery
I don't care what the whipseres say
A
Cause they whisper too loud for me
A Bm F#m E D E
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