Guess I’ll Hang My Tears Out To Dry is so torchy that it’s opening stanza uses the T word:
The torch I carry is handsome
It’s worth its heartache in ransom
And when that twilight steals
I know how the lady in the harbor feels
It was written by Jule Styne and Sammy Cahn in 1944 for the musical Glad To See You, which bombed in Boston and never made it to Broadway. The songwriters were later heavily associated with Frank Sinatra as is this song.
We begin with Sinatra with a version from the “sad clown” album, Only The Lonely.
Sarah Vaughan’s version is dominated by Ernie Freeman on the electronic organ. As always Sassy’s interpretation is, well, sassy.
I’ve neglected Carmen McRae in this feature thus far. That ends today.
Frank’s favorite sidekick also hung his tears out to dry with this sax-heavy version:
Finally, what would the Friday Cocktail hour be without a jazz instrumental interpretation of this week’s song. This one features the torchy trumpet stylings of Wynton Marsalis:
That’s it for this week. Dry your tears and pour yourself a drink. It’s what Bogie, Betty, and Frank would want you to do. Never argue with them.