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
With one tiny little stone
Waiting there
For someone to take it home
By itself
It's just a cold metallic thing
Only love can make a golden wedding ring
In the 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 rain,
I beware
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 fought their final round
He says, you won't admit it,
but I know you're leavin' town
She says, one thing's for certain,
I don't love you anymore
And throws down the rings,
she walks out the door
Golden rain, with one tiny little stone
Cast aside,
like the love that's dead and gone
By itself, it's just a cold metallic flame
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,
they're on display
Golden Rain