Pack Up

C G i get tired , and upset C Am and i’m trying to care a little less C G when i google i only get depressed C Am i was taught to dodge those issues . . . i was told C G don’t worry , there’s no doubt C Am there’s always something to cry about C G when you’re stuck in an angry crowd C D they don’t think what they say , before they open their mouths C G C G pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and bury them beneath the sea C G i don’t care what the people may say C D what the people may say about me C G pack up your troubles , get your old grin back C G don’t worry about the calvery C G i don’t care what the whipseres say C D cause they whisper too loud for me C D C D hot topic , maybe i should drop it , C it’s a touchy subject , Am and i like to tiptoe round the shit going down , C G C Am got penny but no pound so if your business is running out C G it’s not my buisness to talk about C D they don’t think what to say before they open their mouths chours repeated : )