She pushed her wedding ring across the counter
And said, “Tell me that it’s worth more than I think”
There’s a bus to Baton Rouge leaves in an hour
And $90 cash buys me a seat
That quarter-carat, picture-perfect dream
Wasn’t all it was cracked up to be
But it ain’t stolen, it ain’t hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, ain’t that the truth?
Thought I’d wear it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It’d end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue
He walked in with it slung over his shoulder
He said, “Man, you’ll never give me a fair price.”
But this young man’s town’s just watchin’ me get older
And the songs I sing don’t feed my kids and wife
There’s a few belt buckle scratches on the back
And the B-string tends to fall a little flat
But it ain’t stolen, it ain’t hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, ain’t that the truth
Thought I’d play it my whole life
Never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It’d end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue
Dreams don’t die even when they’re broken
Tomorrow when that sign says “Open”
That guitar or that wedding band
Will start a new dream, second-hand
It ain’t stolen, it ain’t hot
Someone told me it cost alot
Man, ain’t that the truth
Thought I’d own it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It’d end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue
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