LITTLE GIRL GONE
Donna Fargo - 1972


It just took a little while
For me to get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done

Here I am like a stranger
In the house I grew up in
And learned right from wrong and if I did
Where the sun never shined enough
And daddy's growing older
And mother's never dying, but she did

And I remember feeling guilty
Cause I couldn't wait to leave here
Though I loved them every way that I knew how
So I packed up all my yesterdays
And headed for tomorrow
It's almost tomorrow now

And daddy's little girl is home
But where's the little girl gone
She bundled up her dirty jeans
The teenie bopper magazines
In search of what her life was all about
With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
And an old suit case full of hand me downs
And a loneliness she knew so much about

And now the dreams that I trusted
And all the play things have rusted
But here I am a woman, somehow
And all those growing pains of yesterday
Are gonna get me through tomorrow
Cause it's almost tomorrow now

And daddy's little girl is home
But where's the little girl gone
She bundled up her dirty jeans
The teenie bopper magazines
In search of what her life was all about
With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
And an old suit case full of hand me downs
And a loneliness she knew so much about

Oh, but I can still remember
When I used to gaze out this window
Wondering who I was and what I would become
And it just took a little while for me
To get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done

Ah, yes, I can still remember

(Fade to End)

When I used to gaze out this window
Wondering who I was and what I would become
And it just took a little while for me
To get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done



(Transcribed by Carlene Bogle - March 2004)