Rings Songtext
von Austin Lucas
Rings Songtext
I hear you lost someone
Or rather left them far behind
When you moved to Tennessee
I hear you had the perfect life
A wife with blue green eyes
And skin like ivory
That ring was slippin′ off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear it had a mind of its own
Just a piece of gold that never fit your hand
Every man inside this bar
Has got scars and has stories
Here in Tennessee
A million honky tonks
And guess what′s on the jukebox
They made those records down the street
That ring was slippin' off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear they had minds of their own
Just pieces of gold that never fit their hands
Tell me just what brought you here
You had friends, you had a woman
What the hell′s in Tennessee?
Don′t say she was above your station
And you weren't worthy son
′Cause that don't sit right with me
That ring was slippin′ off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear it had a mind of its own
Just a piece of gold that never fit your hand
No, it never fit your hand
Or rather left them far behind
When you moved to Tennessee
I hear you had the perfect life
A wife with blue green eyes
And skin like ivory
That ring was slippin′ off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear it had a mind of its own
Just a piece of gold that never fit your hand
Every man inside this bar
Has got scars and has stories
Here in Tennessee
A million honky tonks
And guess what′s on the jukebox
They made those records down the street
That ring was slippin' off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear they had minds of their own
Just pieces of gold that never fit their hands
Tell me just what brought you here
You had friends, you had a woman
What the hell′s in Tennessee?
Don′t say she was above your station
And you weren't worthy son
′Cause that don't sit right with me
That ring was slippin′ off your finger
Just like it was raining wedding bands
And you'd swear it had a mind of its own
Just a piece of gold that never fit your hand
No, it never fit your hand
Writer(s): Austin Abram Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

