Текст песни Guess I'll Hang My Tears out to Dry - Frank Sinatra , Nelson Riddle and His Orchestra

The torch I carry is handsome
It's worth its heartache in ransom
And when the twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels
When I want rain I get sunny weather
I'm just as blue as the sky
Since love is gone can't pull myself together
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
Friends ask me out, I tell them I'm busy
I must get a new alibi
I stay at home and ask myself "Who is he?"
Guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
Dry little teardrops, my little teardrops
Hanging on a string of dreams
Fly little memories, my little memories
Remind her of our crazy schemes
Somebody said "Just forget about her"
So 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