Ballad Of The Sad Young Men Lyrics - The Lovers, The Dreamers And Me - Jane Monheit

Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye 

All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye 

All the sad young men sitting in the bars 

Knowing neon lights missing all the stars 

All the sad young men drifting through the town 

Drinking up the night, trying not to drown 

All the sad young men singing in the cold 

Trying to forget that they are growing old 

All the sad young men choking on their words 

Trying to be brave, running from the truth 

Autumn turns the leaves to gold, slowly dies the heart 

Sad young men are growing old that's the cruelest part 

All the sad young men seek a certain smile 

Someone they can hold for a little while 

Tired little girl does the best she can 

Trying to be gay for her sad young man 

While the grimy moon watches from up above 

All the sad young men play of making love 

Misbegotten moon shine for sad young men 

May your gentle light guide them home tonight 

All the sad young men