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Peter Paul Mary Sorrow

up your sorrows And give them all to me You would lose them I know how to use them Give them all to me If somehow You could pack up your sorrows And

(Farina/Marden) [Refrain:] Well, 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

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(Farina/Marden) [Refrain:] Well, 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

here know just why they died? Did you really believe them when they told you the cause? Did you really believe this war would end all wars? But the suffering the sorrow