On Her Hand A Golden Ring

G Am Another Sunday morning, another time to pray B7 Em A brand new dress to wear and a doll to put away Am Em Another sermon, another hymn to sing Am D Dsus4 D And on her hand a golden ring G Am On across the silent streets and to the church they came B7 Em Sheltered by the heavy walls and painted windows stained Am Em Listenin' to the wisdom of the words the bible told Am D Dsus4 D And on her hand a ring of gold G Am Then the crackle and that clatter and the crinkle of the glass B7 Em Fell upon the people from the power of blast Am Em The face of Jesus was crumbled into sand Am D Dsus4 D Nearby the gold ring on her hand G Am Then a scream tore through the morning air and carried down the street B7 Em Rage tore the hearts of men who leaped up to their feet Am Em Old men grew hard and the young men grew cold Am D Dsus4 D And on her hand a ring of gold G Am Then the speeches of the sorrow flowed into the town B7 Em And while the men were talking two more children were shot down Am Em For that's the way when the law don't mean a thing Am D Dsus4 D And on her hand a golden ring G Am More than pity, more than anger, can you feel what has been done B7 Em When hate can reach inside a church and mark the very young Am Em The young will bear the scars when they're growing in this land Am D Dsus4 D Rememberin' the gold ring on her hand G Am Another Sunday morning, another time to pray B7 Em Ambrand new dress to wear and a doll to put away Am Em Another sermon, another hymn to sing Am D Dsus4 D And on her hand a golden ring