Lyrics Little Girl Blue - Rita Reys , Trio Pim Jacobs

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 tin sun and gold
Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do, old girl, you're through
Sit there and count your little fingers
Unlucky little girl blue
Sit there and count the raindrops
Falling on you, it's time you knew
All you can call the night raindrops
That fall on little girl blue
No use, old girl, you might as well surrender
Your hopes are getting slender
Won't someone kindly send a tender
Blue boy to cheer up little girl blue