In a pawn shop in Chicago On a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display She smiles 'n' nods her head As he says, "Honey
(N. Leisegang) Er sagt: Ich gehe zuruck in den Ozean Geselle mich zu den Walen Und blas' eine Fontane in den Wind Tiefes Blau und Korallengrun Waren immer
(N. Leisegang) Er sagt: Ich gehe zurck in den Ozean Geselle mich zu den Walen Und blas' eine Fontne in den Wind Tiefes Blau und Korallengrn Waren immer
Plain gold ring on her finger she wore It was where everyone could see It belonged to someone, but not me On her hand she wore a plain gold ring Plain
Your love and mine, dear, it will shine, dear Just like that golden ring on your finger Love isn't just for tonight Or two arms that hold me so tight
I wasn't born, born to stay Thought that I'd buy you A golden ring, golden ring for your finger Yeah, a golden ring for your finger, um I was a woman
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,
It being a fine morning, this young man he chose That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes And it's down to the glen where the bonnie lassie goes
[ Both ] I remember when you said with this ring I Thee wed Now you've gone betrayed my trust rings of gold have turned to rust Tears can't wash away
Silver, the moon high over pond of water calm and dark Woe, mist, the breath of the dragon, sweeping down mountain side All still, the day asleep, the
He gave to you a golden ring It made you happy, it made you sing And I played for you on my guitar It didn't last long, it didn't go far And though the
In a pawn shop in Chicago On a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display She smiles n' nods her head As he says, "Honey,
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore It was where everyone could see He loved somebody, but it wasn't me On his hand was a plain golden ring On his
Another sunday morning, another time to pray A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away Another sermon, another hymn to sing And on her hand a golden
GOLDEN RING WITH PAMELA ROSE GADD Pamela In a pawn shop in Chicago on a sunny summer day A couple gazes at the wedding rings There on display Porter
I remember when you said "With this ring I thee wed" Now you've gone, betrayed my trust Rings of gold have turned to rust Tears can't wash away the sin
Somewhere near central London I imagine not so far from Trafalgar Square and the lions There lives an older gentleman who teas with BBC and Britain's
