Текст песни




No use old girl, you may as well surrender
Your hopes is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue?
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 count on
Is the raindrops
Falling on little girl blue
No use old girl, you may as well surrender
Your hopes is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue?
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 love so well
Now the young world has grown old
And gone are the stencils and gold
Sit there and count your fingers
What can you do?
Yes, 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 count on
Is the raindrops
Falling on little girl blue
No use old girl, you may as well surrender
Your hopes is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer up little girl blue?



Авторы: Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers Copyright: T.b. Harms Co., Warner/chappell Music Ltd, Williamson Music Company, Lorenz Hart Publishing Co.


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