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I think the Fortunes say it best.






I see that worried look upon your face,
You've got your troubles, I got mine.
She's found somebody else to take your place;
You've got your troubles, I got mine.
And so forgive me if I seem unkind,
You've got your troubles, I got mine.
And it must seem to you, my friend
That I ain't got no pity for you,
Well, that ain't true,
You see I've lost my, lost my, lost my little girl too.
I'd help another place, another time,
You've got your troubles, I got mine.
You've got your troubles, I got mine.