Rings
Ring, ring, telephone rings
Somebody says, "Baby, what you doing?"
I've been wondering where you've been
Now and then I think about you and me
There's no use fighting 'bout things we can't recall
'Cause it don't matter, girl, at all
Just come on home, and baby we'll laugh and sing
And we'll make love, and let the telephone ring
Ring, ring, doorbell ring
Baby, come on in, I got the Allman Brothers on the stereo
I'm glad you came around
I've been feeling down talking to Tony and Mario
You know, they make good conversation
But girl, that ain't no consolation
'Cause I got love, and baby, I'll give you some
And if somebody comes, we'll let the doorbell ring
Said ring, ring, golden ring
Around the sun, around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, voices ring
With a happy tune, anybody can be a singer
The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so dog gone pretty
Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Oh-oh-oh, hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Somebody says, "Baby, what you doing?"
I've been wondering where you've been
Now and then I think about you and me
There's no use fighting 'bout things we can't recall
'Cause it don't matter, girl, at all
Just come on home, and baby we'll laugh and sing
And we'll make love, and let the telephone ring
Ring, ring, doorbell ring
Baby, come on in, I got the Allman Brothers on the stereo
I'm glad you came around
I've been feeling down talking to Tony and Mario
You know, they make good conversation
But girl, that ain't no consolation
'Cause I got love, and baby, I'll give you some
And if somebody comes, we'll let the doorbell ring
Said ring, ring, golden ring
Around the sun, around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, voices ring
With a happy tune, anybody can be a singer
The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so dog gone pretty
Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Hand in hand, we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Oh-oh-oh, hand in hand
We'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
And let the wedding bell ring
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Harvey, Eddie Reeves
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