Nelson Riddle
Little Girl Blue
When you were very young, the world was younger than youAs merry as a carouselThe circus tent was strung with ever star in the skyAbove the ring you loved so wellNow the young world has grown old, gone are the silver and gold[Chorus]Sit there and count your fingers, what can you doOld girl, you´re through.Just sit there and count your little fingersUnhappy little girl blueSit there and count the raindrops falling on youIt's time you knewAll you can count on are the raindrops That fall on little girl blueNo use, old girl, you might as well surrenderYour hopes are getting slender, why won't somebody send a tenderBlue boy to cheer up little girl blue
From Letras Mania