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, we didn't go far. And though the times have changed, We're rearranged. Will the ties that bind remain the same? You came around after a while; Everyone said that I made you smile. It all went well, and suddenly then You heard that he would marry again. Well I know that I have been here before; I've trod on your wings, I've opened the door. If I gave to you a golden ring Would I make you happy, would I make you sing?