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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeLittle Girl Blue
When I was very youngThe world was younger than IAs merry as a carouselThe circus tent was strungWith every star in the skyAbove the ring I loved so wellNow the young world has grown oldGone are the tinsel and goldSit there, and count your fingersWhat can you do?Old girl, you're throughSit there, and count your little fingersUnlucky, litle girl blueSit there, and count the raindropsFalling on youIt's time you knewAll you can count on is the raindropsThat fall on little girl blueNo use, old girlYou may as well surrenderYour hope is getting slenderWhy won't somebody send a tenderBlue boyTo cheer little girl blue?No use, old girlYou may as well surrenderYour hope is getting slenderWhy won't somebody send a tenderBlue boyTo cheer little girl blue?
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