Jeri Southern
Little Girl Blue
When you were very young, the world was younger than you,Asmerry as a carousel,The circus tent was strung with everstar in the sky,Above the ring you loved so well.Nowthe young world has grown old, gone are the silver and gold,Chorus : Sit there and count your fingers, what can you do,Old girl, you're through.Just sit there and countyour little fingers, unhappy little girl blue.Sit thereand count the raindrops falling on you,It's time youknew,All you can count on are the raindrops that fall onlittle girl blue.No use, old girl, you might as wellsurrender,Your hopes are getting slender, why won'tsomebody send a tenderBlue boy to cheer up little girlblue.
From Letras Mania