(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