Little Girl Blue Songtext
von Johnny Hartman

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 you loved so well
But now the young world has grown old
Gone are the tinsel and the gold


Sit there and count your fingers
Little girl blue
Old girl you′re through
Just sit there and count your tiny fingers
Unhappy little girl blue

You just sit there
And you count the raindrops falling on you
It's the time that 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 blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?