In a (G)lit tle wed ding chap el lat er on that af ter noon,

an (D7)old up right pi an o plays that (G)rings there (C)on dis (G)play.

She smiles and nods her head as he says, “Hon ey, that’s for you.

It’s not much but it’s the (D7)best that I can (G)do.”

Gold (D7)en (G)ring,

with one ti ny lit tle stone, wait ing (D7)there

for some (G)one to take it home.

By (D7)it (G)self,

it’s just a cold me tal lic thing.

On ly love can make a (D7)gold en wed ding (G)ring.

(D7)In a (G)small two room a part ment, as they fight their fi nal round,

he (D7)says, “You won’t ad mit it, but I (G)old fa (C)mil iar (G)tune.

She Tears roll down her cheeks and hap py thoughts run through her head, as he whis pers low, “With (D7)this ring I thee (G)wed.”

Gold (D7)en (G)ring,

with one ti ny lit tle stone, shin ing (D7)ring,

now at (G)last it’s found a home.

By (D7)it (G)self,

it’s just a cold me tal lic thing.

On ly love can make a (D7)gold en wed ding (G)ring.

(D7)In a (G)ring.

(D7)In a (G)rings there (C)on dis (G)play.

Gold en ring.