There was an old, blind man Who stood on the corner down town He was holding a cup Filled up with nothing From the christmas shopping crowd And though I barely came up to the top of his cane I reached up and gave him Every cent to my name. (Chorus): Three little pennies. Were all that I had One that i'd found Two from my dad Three little pennies not much of a gift But Dad said "that's plenty, if it's all you can give." That evening my dad told a wonderful story to me About a child and the manger. The wise men who came bearing gifts on the first christmas eve. There was a part i'm sure he made up About a stable boy who couldn't give much. (Chorus) Three little pennies. Were all that he had One that he'd found Two from his dad Three little pennies not much of a gift But Dad said "that's plenty if it's all you can give." Next morning was christmas And I had prayed hard for a bike But all that I found was the tiniest box With three shiny pennies inside And I was so disapointed because I had been good But times had been bad so I understood. And daddy said: "Three little pennies. Were all that you had But you gave them freely So I gave them back Three little pennies not much of a gift You'r bike is outside because you've learned how to give"