I haven't seen you for many years, since 1968 I have decided that I would do no more jazz festivals That decision has not changed, I will sing for you Or we will do and share with you a few moments After which I shall graduate to a higher class, I hope And I hope you will come with me We would start from the beginning Which is about a little girl and her name was Blue ♪ Sit there, count your fingers What can you do? You knew Sit there and count your little toes and fingers Liberated little girl, Blue ♪ Sit there, count the raindrops falling on you
It's time you knew
All you can count on is yourself, little girl Liberated little girl, Blue ♪ Sit there and count the snow that's falling on you Little girl, you knew All you can count on is yourself, little girl Little lady, Miss. Sadie Little lady, Miss. Sadie No longer little girl, Blue ♪ Ain't no used to try to tell them They would not understand if you try to tell them Why don't somebody sin Sinmoya, sinmoya ♪ It's East African Moya to cheer up ♪ Somebody sin ♪ Sinmoya ♪ To cheer up Little girl Little girl, Blue