Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry

(Jule Styne/Sammy Cahn)



The torch I carry is handsome

It's worth its heartache in ransom

And 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, can't get myself together

Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry



Friends ask me out, but I tell them I'm busy

Must get to get a new alibi

I stay 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

Hanging on a string of dreams

Fly little memories, fly little memories

Remind her of our crazy schemes



Yes somebody said, just forget about her

So, I gave that treatment a try

And 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