I hear you lost someone
Or rather left them far behind
When you moved to Tennessee
I hear you had the perfect life
A wife with blue green eyes
And a skin like ivory
That ring was
slipping off your finger
Just like it was raining
wedding bells
And you'd swear
it had a mind of its own
Just a piece of gold
it never fit your hand
Every night inside this bar
Has got scars and has stories
Here in Tennessee
A million honky tonks
And guess
what's on the jukebox
They made those records
down the street
Bout rings slipping off fingers
Just like it was raining
wedding bells
And you'd swear
they had minds of their own
They're just piece of gold
they never fit their hands
Now tell me just
what brought you here
You had friends
you had a woman
What the hell's in Tennessee
And don't say
she was above your station
And you weren't worthy son
'Cause it don't sit right with me
Bet that ring was
slipping off your finger
And just like it was raining
wedding bells
You'd swear
it had a mind of its own
It's just a piece of gold
it never fit your hand
No it never fit your hand