When I was very young
The world was younger than I
As merry as a carouselThe circus tent was strong
With every star in the sky
Above the ring I loved so wellNow the young world has grown old
Gone are the tinsel and the goldSit there and count your fingers
What can you do old girl, youre through
Sit there and count your little fingers
Unlucky little girl blueSit there and count the raindrops
Falling on you, its time that you knew
All you can count on is the raindrops
That fall on little girl blueNo use old girl, you may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why wont somebody send a tender blue boy
To cheer a little girl blueNo use old girl, you may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why wont somebody lend a tender blue boy
To cheer a little girl blue