Recorded by Courtney Patton – What It’s Like to Fly Alone (2018)
Music and Lyrics by Kelley Mickwee and Owen Temple
Golden bands on their hands in the picture
Fifty years, smiles and tears, they’re a fixture
In the town and on the street
Every couple they meet
(Says) look at them, her and him – the gold standard
Was a time, you were mine, we were lovers
Drifted apart, broken hearts, there were others
But in the end right on through
My mind runs back to you
Cause for me, you’ll always be- the gold standard
The real deal
Yeah I love you still
Strong enough, aren’t we darlin
It lasts and it’s pure
When you hold it you’re sure
The measure, a treasure
Gold standard
Lost and found all around we meandered
The talk of town, put us down, they lie and slander
Together again
They lose and we win
None better, together, gold standard
The real deal
Yeah I love you still
Strong enough, aren’t we darlin?
It lasts and it’s pure
When you hold it you’re sure
The measure, a treasure
Gold standard
You’re the measure, my treasure
Gold standard
Golden bands on their hands in the picture