| A chain of steel a wall of stone could not keep me from you
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| But while your finger wears a ring of gold what can I do
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| I’m burning up with love but still I’m left out in the cold
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| Because you wear a yellow band of fourteen karat gold
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| I never should have let my heart go roaming by itself
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| But it gets awful lonesome when your heart sets on the shelf
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| I should have tide it with a string so it could be controled
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| To stay away from a yellow band of fourteen karat gold
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| I realize that I was wrong that I was all to blame
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| If there’s a ring upon her finger never fan the flame
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| I’m ready now to pay the price of loving much too bold
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| A girl who wears a yellow band of fourteen karat gold |