Текст песни Pretty Paper - Roy Orbison

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
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded streets, 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 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