Friday, September 3, 2010

SCARLET RIBBONS

I peeped in to say goodnight.
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 on Scarlet Ribbons.
Not one ribbon for her hair.
Thru’ the night my heart was aching.
Just before the dawn was breaking.
Peeped in 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.

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