Golden Ring Songtext
von George Jones & Tammy Wynette

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 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 (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"
As she walks out the door
Golden ring (golden ring)
With one tiny little stone
Golden ring