Maggie Pack Up Your Troubles Lyrics

Pack Up Your Troubles Lyrics

Pack Up Your Troubles

 Maggie

 

 Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag

 And smile, smile, smile

 While you've a lucifer to light your fag

 Smile boys, that's the style

 What's the use of worrying

 It doesn't seem worthwhile

 So pack up you troubles in your old kit bag

 And smile, smile, smile.

 

 (For the young, a lucifer was a match, a fag was a cigarette)

 

 Buddy Howard

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