| Big diamonds, big blue diamonds on her finger
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| Instead of a little band of gold
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| Big diamonds, big blue diamonds tell the story
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| Of the love that no man could hold
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| She wanted more than I had money to buy
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| So she left me then got lonesome, I’m told
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| Big diamonds, big blue diamonds
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| Now she’ll trade them
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| For a love behind a little band of gold
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| Big diamonds, big blue diamonds how they sparkle
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| But what can they do to warm your soul?
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| When you’re lonesome in the moonlight, you want lovin'
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| Big blue diamonds aren’t so heartless and cold
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| I’d gladly do my part to mend a broken heart
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| But love that’s warmed-over soon grows cold
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| Big diamonds, big blue diamonds
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| I don’t want them
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| I just want a love behind a little band of gold |