| She loved him completely
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| In a true & endless way
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| Though he loved her sweetly
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| He would never name the day
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| When she became impatient
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| With the passing of the years
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| She’d look at him & cry through her tears
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Buy that golden wedding band
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Put that piece of paper in my hand
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| If you’re anxious to linger
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| You will you have to name the day
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Go & get the license right away
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| You make such beautiful speeches
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| And talk of a honey moon ride
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| Now let’s hear one of those preachers
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| And that song here comes the bride
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Put that paper in my hand
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Come & wrap me in a wedding band
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| You make such beautiful speeches
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| And talk of a honey moon ride
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| Now let’s hear one of those preachers
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| And that song here comes the bride
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Put that, put that paper in my hand
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| Put that ring on my finger
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| Come & come & wrap me up in that wedding band |