I peeked in to say goodnight and I heard my child in prayer. "Please bring me
some scarlet ribbons, scarlet ribbons for my hair."


Searched all night, my heart was achin', just before the dawn was breaking.
I peeked in and on her bed in gay profusion lying there, scarlet ribbons, lovely
ribbons, scarlet ribbons for her hair.


If I live to be a hundred, I will never know from where came those ribbons,
lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons for her hair.