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 'n' 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 rings, with one tiny little stone Waiting there, for someone to take you home 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 upright 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, with one tiny little stone Shining ring, now at last it's found a home 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 fought 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 any more" And throws down the ring As she walks out the door Golden ring, with one tiny little stone Cast aside, like the love that's dead and gone 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