Donna Fargo - Little Girl Gone Lyrics






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 in if I did
Where the sun never shined enough
On daddies growing older and mothers never died in
But she did

And I remember feeling guilty
'Cause I couldn't wait to leave here
Though I loved 'em every way that I knew how
So I packed up all my yesterdays and headed for tomorrow
And 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 and teenie bopper magazine
In search of what her life was all about
With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
And an ol' suitcase full of hand me downs
And a loneliness she knew so much about

Now the dreams that I trusted
And all the playthings have rusted
But here I am a woman somehow
And all those growing pains of yesterdays
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...

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
Oh, but I can still remember...





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  1. R.... T....

    Loved Donna Fargo since the 70s!!!

  2. r.... ....

    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 in if I did
    Where the sun never shined enough on daddies growing older
    And mothers never died in but she did
    And I remember feeling guilty cause I couldn't wait to leave here
    Though I loved 'em every way that I knew how
    So I packed up all my yesterdays and headed for tomorrow
    And 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 and teenie bopper magazine
    In search of what her life was all about
    With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
    And an ole suitcase full of hand me downs
    And a loneliness she knew so much about

    Now the dreams that I trusted and all the playthings have rusted
    But here I am a woman somehow
    And all those growing pains of yesterdays 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 and teenie bopper magazine
    In search of what her life was all about
    With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
    And an ole suitcase 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
    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

  3. D.... J....

    Love ❤️ this song

  4. t.... w....

    Love this song!  Thanks Jack!

    t.... w....

    @the winner very welcome my Friend, glad you enjoyed it

  5. l.... ....

    Thanks Jack  Super Talent of the good old days

    l.... ....

    you're welcome LT's, i agree unequaled talent

  6. H.... v....

    guten morgen suuuuuuuuuuppppppppppeerr

    H.... v....

    appreciate it Hugo, have a great Wednesday

  7. j.... s....

    Great oldie by Donna,thanks for sharing Jack

    j.... s....

    you're welcome Rock, glad you enjoyed it

  8. K.... S....

    Kedves Jack nagyon tetszik ez a szép dal,az 
    énekesnő csodálatos,
    Köszönettel Klára Szépvölgyi

    K.... S....

    you're very welcome Clare, i appreciate the listen