Eliza Doolittle, Pack Up (2010)
^{Key: :[F#] (w: Eliza Doolittle)}

INTRO: [F#] [G#m] [G#m] [F#]

VERSE 1:
I get [F#] tired, and upset
And I'm [G#m] trying to care a little less
When I [G#m] google, I only get depressed
I was taught to [D#m] dodge those issues, [C# open] I was told

VERSE 2:
Don't [F#] worry, there's no doubt
There's always [G#m] something to cry about
When you're [G#m] stuck in an angry crowd
They don't [B open] think what they say, before they [Cdim] open their mouths

CHORUS 1:
[F#] Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
and [G#m] bury them beneath the sea
[G#m] I don't care what the people may say
What the people may say about [F#] me

CHORUS 2:
[F#] Pack up your troubles, get your old grin back
Don't [G#m] worry about the calvery
[G#m] I don't care what the whipseres say
Cause they whisper too loud for [F#] me

VERSE 3:
Hot [F#] topic; Now maybe I should [G#m] drop it
It's a [G#m] touchy subject
And I like to [D#m] tiptoe round
the [C#] ship going down