For those who will be otherwise unoccupied on Friday 10th April (Good Friday), this is the jolly song I propose for getting us energised.
Orchestral interlude to feature dulci-Dave and fiddlin’-Bill.
Percussion may be permissible. Celestial harmonies are anticipated, and a final 'TING' from Heather’s triangle is obligatory!
Pack up Your Sorrows
(Richard Fariña)
[D] No use crying, [G] talking to a stranger,
[D] Naming the sorrows you've [A] seen. [A7]
[D] Too many bad times, [G] too many sad times,
[D] Nobody [A7] knows what you [D] mean.
Chorus (same chord sequence):
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.
(Link after chorus: [D] '... me' 234/1234/ [A7] 234/ [D] 234/ [D] 'No use ...')
No use rambling, walking in the shadows,
Trailing a wandering star.
No one beside you, no one to hide you,
and nobody knows who you are.
Chorus ...
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.
Chorus ...
*** Orchestral interlude ***
No use roaming, lying by the roadside,
Seeking a satisfied mind.
Too many highways, too many byways,
And nobody's walking behind
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.
See earlier post "Be Happy" to hear what it might not sound like.
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