Diamond Ring

	  		I gotta’ (D) Dia-(G)- mond (D) Ring 
In the (G) top drawer of my (D) dresser 
(D) Gave it to my love one time 
I (G) bought it to im-(A)-press her 
She (G) wore it around for a (A) little while 
Now (D) she don’t wear it no (G) more 
She (D) gave back my diamond ring  
That I (A) keep in my dresser (D) drawer 
 
I gotta’  trustin’ heart 
I wear out on my sleeve 
It’s gotta’ a knack of trusting lies  
And wanting to believe 
It’s got me in so much trouble 
So many times before 
I put next to my diamond ring  
That I keep in my dresser Drawer 
 
I gotta’ Colt .45 
In my dresser drawer 
Right next to the trustin’ heart  
And the ring she wears no more 
I hold the barrel up to the light  
I love the way it shines 
Well I wouldn’t have near the trouble I’ve had 
From leavin’ her behind 
 
I gotta’ Diamond Ring 
In the top drawer of my dresser