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Little Girl Blue - Fay Claassen/Barry Harris
When I was very young the world
Was younger than I
As merry as a carousel
The circus tent was strung
With every star in the sky
Above the ring I loved so well
Now the young world
Has grown old
Gone are the tinsel and gold
Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do
Old girl
You're through
Sit there and count
Your little fingers
Unlucky little girl blue
Sit there and
Count the raindrops
Falling on you
It's time you knew
All you can count on
Is the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue
No use old girl you may
As well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won't somebody send
A tender blue boy
To cheer little girl blue
No use old girl you may
As well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won't somebody send
A tender blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue
