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