Love Is Made of Gold

Joe gassed up the Cheverolet, the back seat was a mess

He drove Cheryl to that desert town in her wedding dress

They told them at the chapel, that Elvis had been there

Joe didn't have much money, but Cheryl didn't care

She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

They settled at the roulette wheel once they had tied the knot

She said, 'why don't we turn around the little that we got?'

But that ball flew a hundred times, a hundred times it dropped

A hundred times their hearts dropped when it rattled to a stop

She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

Nearby at the tables, a gambler cool as ice

Was piling up he winnings, like he owned the dice

The players whooped and hollered, each time he hit his stride

Joe looked up and through the crowd, saw Cheryl at his side

She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

Joe looked at his last quarter, then he dropped it down the chute

But when it came up sevens, by then the point waws moot

The last time he saw Cheryl, she was halfway out the door

Joe went up to get his things,  and left the quarters on the floor

Ray Lambiase   vocal, acoustic guitar

Kate Corrigan, Abby Lane   vocals

Sara Milonovich   fiddle

John Widgren   pedal steel

Mark Mancini   piano

Sten Isachsen   mandolin

Kevin Kelly   bass

John Michel   drums

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