Sit there and count your fingers What can you do? Old girl you're through Sit there, count your little fingers Unlucky little girl blue Sit there and count the raindrops Falling on you It's time you knew All you can count on Are the raindrops That fall on little girl blue 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 a little girl blue When I was very young The world was younger than I As merry as a carousel The circus tent was strung With ev'ry star in the sky Above the ring I loved so well Now the young world must grow old Gone are the tinsel and gold No use old girl You may as well surrender Your hope is getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer a little girl blue