Gonna Feel Much Better

Tell it to a bear, judgin' at a fair tell it to the leader of a cause; tell it to the mayor, sittin' in a chair, tell it to a jolly Santa Claus. Tell it a fool, makin' up a rule, tell it to a rabbitin a tree; tell it to a mule, swimmin' in a pool, tell it to a bubble in the sea. But don't tell me about your troubles, don't tell me about your tears, don't tell me the worries that you know; 'cause I'm packing up my heartaches in your suitcase, honey dear, and I'm gonna feel much better when you're gone. Tell it to a frog, settin' on a log, tell it to a berry in a pie; tell it to a dog, barkin' at a hog, tell it to a birdle in the sky. Tell it to a goat, ridin' in a boat, tell it to a drummer in a band; tell it to a shoat, swimmin' in a moat, tell it to a pebble in the sand. But don't tell me about your troubles, don't tell me about your tears, don't tell me the worries that you know; 'cause I'm packing up my heartaches in your suitcase, honey dear, and I'm gonna feel much better when you're gone.