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'''"Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry"''' is a song from ''[[Frankly Sentimental]]''. It was also featured in [[Frank Sinatra]]'s 1958 album ''[[Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely]]''.
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'''"Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry"''' is a song from ''[[Frankly Sentimental]]''. It was also featured in [[Frank Sinatra]]'s 1958 album ''[[Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely]]''. Sinatra rerecorded the song again, this time in a melody of it and "[[In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning]]" featuring Carly Simon, for his [[Capitol Records|Capitol]] album, ''[[Duets]]''.
   
 
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Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry
Composer
Jule Styne
Lyricist
Sammy Cahn
Published
June 20, 1949
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"Guess I'll Hang My Tears Out to Dry" is a song from Frankly Sentimental. It was also featured in Frank Sinatra's 1958 album Frank Sinatra Sings for Only the Lonely. Sinatra rerecorded the song again, this time in a melody of it and "In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning" featuring Carly Simon, for his Capitol album, Duets.

Lyrics

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: "Who is he?"
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 me 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