Lyrics:

Sit there, and count your fingers

What can you do?

Old girl you're through

Just sit there, and count your little fingers

Unlike a litle girl blue



Sit there, and count the raindrops

Falling on you

It's time you knew

That all you can count on are the raindrops

That fall on little girl blue



No use, old girl

You might as well surrender

Your hopes are getting slender

Why won't somebody send a tender little boy

To cheer up a little girl blue?



Repeat 2-3-



To cheer a little girl blue