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 He's just hoping he won't pass him by Should I stop? Better not, much too busy I'm in a 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 Wrap your presents to your darling from you Pretty pencils to write "I love you" Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
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