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.