Sinatra 80th-all The Best Lyrics - 1953
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
