Based on “Ballad for Sad Young Men”, by Roberta Flack. Rising with the dawning sun Never seeing the receding light I sing a song for sad young men Crying dry tears of wine and rye Lost in their youthful years I sing a song for sad young men With mothers crying rootless tears Crying out a song for sad young men Sagging in their youth, bending under their aimless ways And mothers aching for lost sons Feeling the hurt below their feet With open graves waiting for the young I sing a song for sad young men And overgrown plots in the drenching rain I cry a song for sad…