Joe gassed up the Cheverolet, the back seat was a mess

He drove Cheryl to that desert town in her wedding dress

They told them at the chapel, that Elvis had been there

Joe didn't have much money, but Cheryl didn't care

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She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

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They settled at the roulette wheel once they had tied the knot

She said, 'why don't we turn around the little that we got?'

But that ball flew a hundred times, a hundred times it dropped

A hundred times their hearts dropped when it rattled to a stop

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She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

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Nearby at the tables, a gambler cool as ice

Was piling up he winnings, like he owned the dice

The players whooped and hollered, each time he hit his stride

Joe looked up and through the crowd, saw Cheryl at his side

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She didn't need a diamond, she had his hand to hold

Their rings are made of silver, but love is made of gold

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Joe looked at his last quarter, then he dropped it down the chute

But when it came up sevens, by then the point waws moot

The last time he saw Cheryl, she was halfway out the door

Joe went up to get his things,  and left the quarters on the floor