{t:Ring of Fire}
{st:June Cash (1963)}
{c:verse 1}
[G]Love is a [C]burning [G]thing,
And it makes a [D7]fiery [G]ring.
Bound by [C]wild de-[G]sire,
I fell into a [D7]ring of [G]fire.
{soc}
[D7]I fell in to a [C]burning ring of [G]fire.
I went [D7]down, down, down,
And the [C]flames went [G]higher.
And it burns, burns, burns,
The [D7]ring of [G]fire,
The [D7]ring of [G]fire.
{eoc}
{c:verse 2}
[G]The taste of [C]love is [G]sweet,
When hearts like [D7]ours [G]meet.
I fell for you [C]like a [G]child,
Oh but the [D7]fire went [G]wild.
{soc}
[D7]I fell in to a [C]burning ring of [G]fire.
I went [D7]down, down, down,
And the [C]flames went [G]higher.
And it burns, burns, burns,
The [D7]ring of [G]fire,
The [D7]ring of [G]fire.
{eoc}
