| F#m |
| And I’m | trying to care a little less |
When I Google I only get depressed
| C#m7 | B |
| I was taught to | dodge those issues, | I was told |
| E |
| Don’t | worry, there’s no doubt |
| F#m |
| There’s always | something to cry about |
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd
| A | Edim |
| They don’t | think what they say before they | open their mouths |
| E |
| You gotta | pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |
| E | F#m |
| Hot | topic, maybe I should | drop it |
It’s a touchy subject
| C#m7 | B |
| And I like to | tiptoe ‘round the | stuff goin’ down |
| E |
| You got | penny, but no pound |
| F#m |
| So if your | business is running out |
It’s not my business to talk about
| A | Edim |
| They don’t | think what to say, before they | open their mouths |
| E |
| You gotta | pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |
| E | F#m |
| Tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet tweet, | tweet, tweet, tweet |
| E |
| Tweet tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet tweet, tweet tweet, tweet, tweet, | tweet tweet tweet |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag |
| F#m |
| And | bury them beneath the sea |
I don’t care what the people may say
| E |
| What the people may say about | me |
| E |
| Pack up your troubles get your old grin back |
| F#m |
| Don’t | worry about the cavalry |
I don’t care what the whisperers say
| E |
| ‘Cause they whisper too loud for | me |