"The Ballad of the Sad Young Men".
Not sure how I stumbled onto this song (was it facebook?), but it's my latest obsession. I shouldn't be so interested in such a melancholy song while it's still that beautiful time between summer and fall, but there it is, and maybe that's why ("autumn turns the leaves to gold, slowly dies the heart...").
Written by the poet Fran Landesman, with melody by Tommy Wolf, it was featured in the Broadway show "The Nervous Set", around 1959, along with a perhaps more famous song, "Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most" (which relates to T.S. Eliot's "April is the cruelest month..." from The Waste Land).
It seemed to be very popular, and was covered by many artists in the '60s and beyond.
Listen to the words.
Are they about sad, young gay men? Many think so.
Here are the lyrics:
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
And 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're growing old
All the sad young men
Choking on their youth
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 a sad young man
While the grimy moon
Watches from above
All the sad young men
Play at making love
Misbegotten moon
Shine for sad young men
Let your gentle light
Guide them home tonight
All the sad young men