Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Nina Simone
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
It was where everyone could see
He loved to somebody, but it wasn't me
On his hand was a plain golden ring
On his hand was a plain golden ring
Plain gold ring had a story to tell
It was one that I knew very well
In my heart it will never be spring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
When nighttime comes callin' on me
I know why I will never be free
I can't stop these teardrops of mine
Sure I'm gonna love him 'til the end of time
Plain gold ring has but one thing to say
I'll remember 'til my dying day
In my heart it will never be spring
In my heart it will never be spring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Long as he wears a plain golden ring
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore
Plain gold ring on his finger he wore