I peeked in to say goodnight,
And then I heard my child in prayer:
"And for me some scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons for my hair"

All the stores were closed and shuttered,
All the streets were dark and bare 
In our town, no scarlet ribbons,
Not one ribbon for her hair

Through the night my heart was aching,
Just before the dawn was breaking,
I peeked in and on her bed,
In gay profusion lying there,
Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons for her hair

If I live to be one hundred,
I shall never know from where,
Came those lovely scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons, for her hair!