Pretty paper - Roy Orbison

Crowded streets, busy feet, hustle by you
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits, all alone on the sidewalk
Hopein' that you won't pass him by.
Should you stop, better not, much too busy
You'd better hurry, my how time does fly.
And 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."
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."
Oh, pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue.