The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men
Anita O'Day Lyrics


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Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye

All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
Knowing neon nights
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 worth
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 above
All the sad young men
Play of making love

Misbegotten moon
Shine for sad young men
Let your gentle light




Guide them home tonight
All the sad young men

Overall Meaning

The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men by Anita O'Day is a song about the struggles of the young men who are lost, sad, and disconnected from the world around them. The song sets the mood with the opening lines, "Sing a song of sad young man, Glasses full of rye, All the news is bad again, Kiss your dreams goodbye." It paints a picture of young men drowning their sorrows in alcohol, aware of the bleakness of their situation, and struggling to come to terms with their lives. The song speaks of young men who are missing out on the joys of life, chasing illusions and trying to forget the ticking of the clock.


The chorus repeats the melancholy theme of the song - "All the sad young men, Sitting in the bars, Knowing neon nights, Missing all the stars." The verses describe the painful realities of these men's lives, how they are trying to overcome their sadness by drinking and becoming lost in the night. They are singing in the cold, drifting through the town, and trying not to drown in their own sorrows. The autumn season is used as a metaphor for the passage of time, and the sad young men are growing old, coping with their regrets and accepting the cruellest part of their existence.


The song ends on a hopeful yet sad note - "Misbegotten moon, Shine for sad young men, Let your gentle light, Guide them home tonight, All the sad young men." The moon is personified here, gently guiding the lost souls back to their safe space. The song captures the fragility of young men caught up in the obstacles of life and the difficulty in finding one's place in the world.


Line by Line Meaning

Sing a song of sad young man
Start with a tune about the sorrowful youths


Glasses full of rye
They drink their sorrows away, on the rocks


All the news is bad again so
Nothing good to hear or see, once again


Kiss your dreams goodbye
Say goodbye to all the hopes and aspirations


All the sad young men
Those melancholic youngsters


Sitting in the bars
Passing time at the pub


Knowing neon nights
Familiar with bright city lights


Missing all the stars
Yearning for the serene skies


Drifting through the town
Wandering aimlessly on the city streets


Drinking up the night
Emptying glasses and bottles all night


Trying not to drown
Struggling not to succumb to despair


Singing in the cold
Humming melodies in the chilly weather


Trying to forget
Attempting to erase the painful memories


That they're growing old
Noticing the inevitable passage of time


Choking on their worth
Feeling like they are worth nothing


Trying to be brave
Putting on a brave front despite the fear


Running from the truth
Fleeing from the harsh reality of life


Autumn turns the leaves to gold
Autumn colors the foliage in golden hues


Slowly dies the heart
Gradually losing the passion for life


Sad young men are growing old
Those lonesome youths are aging steadily


That's the cruelest part
The harshest fact to accept


Seek a certain smile
Questing for a specific grin


Someone they can hold for a little while
Longing for someone to embrace momentarily


Tired little girl does the best she can
A fatigued lady strives to do her best


Trying to be gay for her sad young man
Trying to cheer up her woeful companion


While the grimy moon
In the presence of the murky satellite


Watches from above
Observes from the sky


Play of making love
Engage in the act of lovemaking


Misbegotten moon
The maligned lunar body


Shine for sad young men
Radiate light to uplift the forlorn youths


Let your gentle light
Illuminate softly


Guide them home tonight
Lead them to their abode this evening


All the sad young men
All those miserable, young men




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: FRAN LANDESMAN FRANCES, THOMAS J TOMMY JR WOLF

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@bennanmurphy1358

Wonderful.

@MrFalconford

i'll always remember you this way a od, thanks for sharing your work

@drchilledair

This is the ONLY album where O'Day worked with pre-recorded orchestral tracks. Her usual modus operandi was to just walk into the studio where the musicians were assembled and said "Hit it, boys." w/o so much as even a quick rundown. Reportedly, she happily worked at home with the tracks for a a couple of weeks before going into the studio. This certainly is one of her best albums. Nothing at all wrong with the other 18 Verves. This album feels just as spontaneous. When the package of McFarland's ta[pe arrived at her door, this was the first time that O'Day was even aware that she was to record an album with him. Probably never even crossed her mind before that this might be an interesting alternative to s.o.procedure.

@4giornianatale

Magic

@desperatetimes5873

She sang this very straight. Tommy Wolf and Fran Landesman tune from The Nervous Set play. Nice arrangement that stayed true to the tune.

@unclebobunclebob

sweet

@ronavery5094

Mark Murphy's version probably the best. But this one is also fine.

@MrManorAvenue

Love the song but can't say that it's the type that lends itself to jazz-improv renditions.  Personally I feel it's more moving when performed as a straight ballad so that one focuses on the all-too-true-to-life meanings in the lyrics.  I'd love to hear her sing it in the manner in which it was written.

@frankfeldman6657

MrManorAvenue Very much agree. Never thought I'd rave about Boz Scaggs, believe me. Till now.

@sgcim956

+MrManorAvenue
There's no jazz improv in this version; it's an arrangement by Gary McFarland.

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