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 ninety dollars 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 a lot
Man, ain´t that the truth
I thought I´d wear it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It´ 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 watching me get older
And the song´s 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 a lot
Man, ain´t that the truth
I thought I´d play it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It 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, oh, that wedding band
Will start a new dream, second-hand

It ain´t stolen, it ain´t hot
Someone told me it cost a lot
Man, ain´t that the truth
I thought I´d own it my whole life

It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue