Little Girl Blue-Margaret Whiting
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Little Girl Blue - Margaret Whiting

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 are 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 the little girl blue

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 love so well

Now the young world has grown old

Gone are the tinsel and gold

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 the little girl blue

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