Little Girl Blue sing and play along

Sit there, count your fingers.

What else can you do?

Oh girl, you're through.

Sit there,

count your little fingers,

unhapy little girl blue.

Sit there,

oh, and count your fingers.

Honey, what else,

what else can you do?

Honey I know how you feel

Honey, I know how you feel,

you're through.

Sit right back down.

And I want you to count,

count your fingers, my unhappy,

unlucky, but my little girl,

my little girl blue.

Well, sit there today, honey, now go on,

want you to count those little raindrops,

I know they've been falling down,

all around you,

and ev'rything you have is gonna work out on.

Anything you'll ever want to lean on,

ev'rything you're ever gonna want to lean,

honey, gonna tell you right now,

it's gonna feel just like those raindrops do when they're falling down,

falling all 'round,

all around you.

No use, old girl,

you might as well

surrender. 'Cause your hopes are getting slender and slender.

Why won't somebody send her tender blue boy...

...to cheer up little girl blue.