Little Girl Blue Songtext
von Jackie Trent

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?
Poor girl, you′re through
Just sit there and count your little fingers
Or blue little girl blue


Yes, you'd better sit there
And count the raindrops that fall on you
Because it′s time, it's time you knew
All you can count on is the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue
No use, poor girl
You may as well surrender
Your hopes are getting so slender
Why won't somebody send
A tender little blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue?