(The pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue) 



Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue 

Wrap your presents to your darling from you 

Pretty pencils to write “I love you” 

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue 



Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him 

Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh 

There he sits all alone on the sidewalk 

Hoping that you won't pass him by 



Should you stop?, better not, much too busy 

You're in a hurry, my how time does fly 

In the distance the ringing of laughter 

And in the midst of the laughter he cries 



Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue 

Wrap your presents to your darling from you 

Pretty pencils to write “I love you” 

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue