My unhappy, my unlucky, my little girl blue...

Honey don’t you know it’s time, 
I feel it’s time, 
Somebody told you ‘cause you got to know 
That all you ever gonna have to count on 
Or gonna wanna lean on 
It’s gonna feel just like those raindrops do 
When they’re falling down, honey, all around you.

And I know how you feel, 

And I know you ain’t got no reason to go on 

And I know you feel that you must be through. 

Oh honey, go on and sit right back down, 

I want you to count, oh count your fingers, 

Ah my unhappy, my unlucky 
And my little, oh, girl blue. 

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