Little girl blue
by Sam Cooke
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No use old girl
You might as well surrender
Your hope 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
So sit there and count your little fingers
Unlucky little girl blue, ´whoa´
Sit there and count the raindrops falling on you
It´s time you knew
that all, all you count is the raindrops
that´s falling on
Little blue girl
No use old girl
You might as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won´t somebody send a tender blue boy
to cheer up little girl blue
You might as well surrender
Your hope 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
So sit there and count your little fingers
Unlucky little girl blue, ´whoa´
Sit there and count the raindrops falling on you
It´s time you knew
that all, all you count is the raindrops
that´s falling on
Little blue girl
No use old girl
You might as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won´t somebody send a tender blue boy
to cheer up little girl blue