She pushed her wedding ring across the counter
And said, Tell me that its worth more than I think
Theres a bus to Baton Rouge leaves in an hour
And 90 cash buys me a seat
That quarter-carat, picture-perfect dream
Wasnt all it was cracked up to be
But it aint stolen, it aint hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, aint that the truth?
Thought Id wear it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
Itd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue
He walked in with it slung over his shoulder
He said, Man, youll never give me a fair price.
But this young mans towns just watchin me get older
And the songs I sing dont feed my kids and wife
Theres a few belt buckle scratches on the back
And the B-string tends to fall a little flat
But it aint stolen, it aint hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, aint that the truth
Thought Id play it my whole life
Never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
Itd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue
Dreams dont die even when theyre broken
Tomorrow when that sign says Open
That guitar or that wedding band
Will start a new dream, second-hand
It aint stolen, it aint hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, aint that the truth
Thought Id own it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
Itd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue