Scarlet Ribbons

I peeped in to say Goodnight,
And then I heard my child in prayer:
And for me, some scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons for my hair.

All the stores were locked and shuttered;
All the streets were dark and bare.
In our town no scarlet ribbons,
Not one ribbon for her hair.

Through the night my heart was aching.
Just before the dawn was breaking,
I peeped in and on her bed
In gay profusion lying there:

Lovely ribbons, scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons for her hair.

If I live to be two hundred,
I will never know from where
Came those lovely scarlet ribbons,
Scarlet ribbons for her hair!