paroles de chanson Little Girl Blue - Frank Sinatra
When
you
were
very
young,
the
world
was
younger
than
you
As
merry
as
a
carousel
The
circus
tent
was
strung
with
ever
star
in
the
sky
Above
the
ring
you
loved
so
well
Now
the
young
world
has
grown
old,
gone
are
the
silver
and
gold
Sit
there
and
count
your
fingers,
what
can
you
do
Old
girl,
you're
through
Just
sit
there
and
count
your
little
fingers,
unhappy
little
girl
blue
Sit
there
and
count
the
raindrops
falling
on
you
It's
time
you
knew
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
up
little
girl
blue
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