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

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