The torch
I carry
Is handsome
It's worth
It's 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
Where is he
Guess I'll hang
My tears
Out to dry

Dry
Little teardrops
Hanging on
A string of dreams
Fly
Little memories
My
Little memories
Remind him
Of our
Crazy schemes

Somebody said
Just forget
About him
So I gave
That treatment
A try
Strangely enough
I got along
Without him
Then one day
He passed me
Right by
Oh well
I guess
I'll hang
M1y tears
Out to dry

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Writer(s): Jule Styne, Sammy Cahn