Текст песни George Jones - Golden Ring (Original Version)
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Written by B. Braddock In a pawn shop in Chicago on a sunny summer dayA couple gazes at the wedding rings there on displayShe smiles and nods her head as he says, honey that`s for youIt`s not much but it`s the best that I can doWith one tiny little stoneWaiting there for someone to take it homeBy itself it`s just a cold metallic thingOnly love can make a golden wedding ringIn a little wedding chapel later on that after noonAn old up right piano plays that old familiar tuneTears roll down her cheeks and happy thoughts run through her headAs he whispers low with this ring I thee wedWith one tiny little stoneShining ring - now at last it`s found a homeBy itself it`s just a cold Thee thingOnly love can make a golden wedding ringIn a small two room apartment as they fight their final roundHe says you won`t admit it but I know you`re leavin` townShe says one thing`s for certain, I don`t love you anymoreAnd throws down the ring as she walks out the doorWith one tiny little stoneCast aside - like the love that`s dead and goneBy itself it`s just a cold leaving thingOnly love can make a golden wedding ringIn a pawn shop in Chicago on a sunny summer dayA couple gazes at the wedding rings there on display