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Little Girl Blue
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When you were very young
The world was younger than you
As merry as a carousel
 
The circus tent was thrilling
With every star in the sky
Above the rings you loved so well
 
Now the young world has grown old
Gone is the silver and gold
 
Sit there, and count your fingers
What can you do?
Old girl you're through
Just sit there, and count your little fingers
Unhappy little girl blue
 
Sit there, and count the raindrops
Falling on you
It's time you knew
That all you can count on are the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue
 
No use, old girl
You might as well surrender
Your hopes are getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender little boy
To cheer up little girl blue?