Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry

Written：Sammy Cahn/Jule Styne Arranger：Nelson Riddle

The torch I carry is handsome

It's worth its heartache in ransom

Now when that twilight steals

I know how the lady in the harbor feels

When I want rain, I get sunny weather

I'm just as blue, blue as the sky

Since love has gone, I can't get myself together

Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

My friend ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy

I've got to get a new alibi

I hang around at home, and ask myself: 'Where is she?'

Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry

Dry little tear drops, my little tear drops

Moving on a stream of dreams

My little memories, those precious memories

Remind me of our crazy schemes

Then somebody says, just forget about her

But I gave that treatment a try

Strangely enough, I got along without her

Then one day she passed me right by - oh well

I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry