George Jones、Brenda Carter - Golden Ring
In a pawn shop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display
She smiles and nods her head as he says
Honey that's for you
It's not much but it's the best
That I can do
Golden ring Golden ring with one tiny little stone
Waiting there Waiting there
For someone to take it home
By itself By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon
An old up right piano plays
That old familiar tune
Tears roll down her cheeks and happy
Thoughts run through her head
As he whispers low with this ring
I thee wed
Golden ring Golden ring with one tiny little stone
Shining ring Shining ring
Now at last it's found a home
By itself By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In a small two room apartment
As they fight their final round
He says You won't admit it
But I know you're leavin' town
She says One thing's for certain
I don't love you anymore
And throws down the ring
As she walks out the door
Golden ring Golden ring with one tiny little stone
Cast aside Cast aside
Like the love that's dead and gone
By itself By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In a pawn shop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display
Golden ring