No use crying, talking to a stranger Naming the sorrows you've seen Too many bad times, too many sad times And nobody knows what you mean Ah, 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 Nobody knows where you are 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