I peeked in to say good night, And I heard my child in prayer. "And for me, some scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for my hair." All our town was closed and shuttered, All the streets were dark and bare; In our town, no scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for her hair. Bridge 1: Through the night my heart was aching; Just before the dawn was break-ing, I peeked in, and on her pillow, In gay profusion lying there, I saw ribbons, scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for her hair. Bridge 2: If I live to be a hun-dred I will never know from where Came those ribbons, scarlet ribbons, Scarlet ribbons for her hair.