Pack up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag

Reinald Werrenrath - Pop
Pack up Your Troubles in Your Old Kit Bag
1 Plays
Duration: 3:14
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Private Perks is a funny little codger With a smile a funny smile Five feet none, he's and artful little dodger With a smile a funny smile Flush or broke he'll have his little joke He can't be suppress'd All the other fellows have to grin When he gets this off his chest, Hi! [Chorus] 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 never was worth while, so Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag And smile, smile, smile [Chorus] 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 never was worth while, so Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag And smile, smile, smile [Verse 2] Private Perks went a-marching into Flanders With his smile his funny smile He was lov'd by the privates and commanders For his smile his funny smile When a throng of Bosches came along With a mighty swing Perks yell'd out, "This little bunch is mine! Keep your heads down, boys and sing, Hi! [Chorus] 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 never was worth while, so Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag And smile, smile, smile
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