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