(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