Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry - Broadcast

Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out To Dry - Broadcast - Frank Sinatra (弗蘭克·辛納屈)

The torch I carry is handsome

It's worth its heartache in ransom

But 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: "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 my little memories

Remind her of our crazy schemes

Somebody said just forget about her

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