Pamela
In a pawn shop in Chicago on a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display
Porter
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."
Chorus-both
Golden rings (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Waiting there (waiting there) for someone to take you home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
Pamela
In a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon
An old upright piano plays that old familiar tune
Porter
Tears roll down her cheeks
And happy thoughts run through her head
As he whispers low, "With this ring, I thee wed."
Chorus- both
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
Ooo-ooo
Pamela
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."
Porter
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
Chorus- both
Golden ring (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Cast aside (cast aside) like the love that's dead and gone
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
Both
In a pawn shop in Chicago
On a sunny summer day
A couple gazes at the wedding rings
There on display,
Golden ring.