I gotta’ () Ring In the () dresser () Gave it to my love one time I ()-press her She () little while Now () more She () gave back my diamond ring That I () drawer I gotta’ trustin’ heart I wear out on my sleeve It’s gotta’ a knack of trusting lies And wanting to believe It’s got me in so much trouble So many times before I put next to my diamond ring That I keep in my dresser Drawer I gotta’ Colt .45 In my dresser drawer Right next to the trustin’ heart And the ring she wears no more I hold the barrel up to the light I love the way it shines Well I wouldn’t have near the trouble I’ve had From leavin’ her behind I gotta’ Diamond Ring In the top drawer of my dresser