Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry - In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning (Feat. Carly Simon)
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
In the wee small hours of the morning,
Friends ask me out, and I tell them I'm busy
Must get a new alibi
While the whole wide world is fast asleep,
You lie awake and think about the girl
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 stream of dreams
Fly, little mem'ries, my little mem'ries
Remind her of our crazy schemes
When your lonely heart has learned its lesson,
Yes, somebody said "Just forget about her"
So I gave that treatment a try
You'd be hers if only she would call,
And strangely enough, I got along without her
In the wee small hours of the morning,
Then one day she passed me right by
Oh well
I guess I'll hang my tears out to dry
That's the time you miss her most of all.
compositores: Jule Styne, Sammy Cahn
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