Оригинален текст
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 streets busy feet hustle by you 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 better hurry my how time does fly
And in the distance the ringing of laughter and in the midst of the laughter he cries
Pretty paper pretty ribbons of blue...
Oh oh pretty paper pretty ribbons of blue
