| lyric | I peeked in to say good-night.
And then I heard my child in pray’r:
„And for me some scarlet ribbons,
scarlet ribbons for my hair.“
All the stores were closed and shuttered,
all the streets were dark and bare.
In our town no scarlet ribbons,
not one ribbon for her hair.
Thru the night my heart was aching,
just before the dawn was breaking,
I peeled in and on her bed
in gay profusion lying there
lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbokns,
scarlet ribbons for her hair.
If I live to be two hundret,
I will never know fro where,
came those lovely scarlet ribbons,
scarlet ribbons for her hair. |