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 streets, busy feet, hustle by him Downtown shoppers, Christmas is mine And 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, mark how time flies And in the distance, the ringing of laughter And in the blister, 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 Oh, 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 Oh, pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue