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 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 played an old familiar tune
Tears roll down her cheeks
As happy thoughts run through her head
As he whispered 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 fight their final round
He said, "I know 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
