Men They Couldn't Hang Scarlet Ribbons
Wander throught the streets
To the top of the town
Banshee wails and bawling
The people gather round
There's been gunfire, there's been drinking
You can hear the victory voice
On the chapel door and the courthouse
The posters say rejoice
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Carouselling in the sun
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
There's one for everyone
There's one on the tree at the edge of the park
Two in the hair of the girls in the dark
Three on the soldier whose medals he shows
A fusion of colours, just like a rose
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Carouselling in the sun
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
There's one for everyone
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Carouselling in the sun
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
There's one for everyone
On the bells of celebration
In The bedrooms of the nation
On a lonely isle, so cold and bare
Lies a dead soldier, so fresh and rare
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
Carouselling in the sun
Ribbons, scarlet ribbons
There's one for everyone
