On Her Hand A Golden Ring

Another sunday morning, another time to pray

A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away

Another sermon, another hymn to sing

And on her hand a golden ring



On across the silent streets and to the church they came

Sheltered by the heavy walls and painted windows stained

Listenin' to the wisdom of the words the bible told

And on her hand a ring of gold



Then the crackle and that clatter and the crinkle of the glass

Fell upon the people from the power of blast

The face of jesus was crumbled into sand

Nearby the gold ring on her hand



Then a scream tore through the morning air and carried down the street

Rage tore the hearts of men who leaped up to their feet

Old men grew hard and the young men grew cold

And on her hand a ring of gold



Then the speeches of the sorrow flowed into the town

And while the men were talking two more children were shot down

For that's the way when the law don't mean a thing

And on her hand a golden ring



More than pity, more than anger, can you feel what has been done

When hate can reach inside a church and mark the very young

The young will bear the scars when they're growing in this land

Rememberin' the gold ring on her hand



Another sunday morning, another time to pray

A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away

Another sermon, another hymn to sing

And on her hand a golden ring




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