Little Girl Blue

Sit there and count your fingersWhat can you do, little girl you're throughSit there, count your little fingersUnhappy little girl blue
Sit there and count the raindropsFalling on you, it's time you knewAll you can ever count on are the raindropsThat fall on little girl blue
Won't you just sit thereCount the little raindrops falling on youIt's time you knew all you can ever count onAre the, the raindrops that fall on little girl blue
Ain't no use old girl, ain't no use old girlYou might as well surrender'Cause your hopes are getting slender'Cause your hopes are getting slenderWhy won't somebody send a tender blue, blue boy
Won't somebody send a little tender blue boy to cheerTo cheer a little girl blue



Sit there, hm, count your fingers.
What else, what else is there to do?
Oh and I know how you feel,
I know you feel that you're through.
Oh wah wah ah sit there, hmm, count,
Ah, count your little fingers,
My unhappy oh little girl, little girl blue, yeah. 

Oh sit there, oh count those raindrops
Oh, feel 'em falling down, oh honey all around you.
Honey don't you know it's time,
I feel it's time,
Somebody told you 'cause you got to know
That all you ever gonna have to count on
Or gonna wanna lean on
It's gonna feel just like those raindrops do
When they're falling down, honey, all around you.
Oh, I know you're unhappy. 

Oh sit there, ah go on, go on
And count your fingers.
I don't know what else, what else
Honey have you got to do.
And I know how you feel,
And I know you ain't got no reason to go on
And I know you feel that you must be through.
Oh honey, go on and sit right back down,
I want you to count, oh count your fingers,
Ah my unhappy, my unlucky
And my little, oh, girl blue.
I know you're unhappy,
Ooh ah, honey I know,
Baby I know just how you feel.