RINGS
(Eddie Reeves / Alex Harvey)


Running Bear & Goldstein - 1971
Cymarron - 1971
Tompall & The Glaser Brothers - 1971
Bill Black's Combo - 1971
Lonnie Mack - 1971
Normie Rowe - 1973
Lobo - 1974
Reuben Howell - 1974
Twiggy - 1977
Dr. Hook - 1982
Leo Kottke - 1983


Ring Ring telephone ring
Somebody said "Baby whatcha doing?"
I've been wondering how you've been
every now and then
I think about you and me

No use fighting 'bout things we can't recall
it don't matter now at all
baby come on home
and maybe we'll laugh and sing
we'll make love, and let the telephone ring

Ring Ring doorbell ring
Baby come on in,
I got James Taylor on the radio
I'm glad you came around
Been feeling down talking to Tony and Mario

You know they make good conversation
Still it ain't no consolation
Baby I got love
And maybe I'll give you some
and if somebody comes,
we'll let the doorbell ring

Ring Ring golden ring
Around the sun, around your pretty finger
Ring Ring let the voices ring
with a happy tune anybody can be a singer

The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so young and pretty
Hand in hand

We'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
Let the wedding bells ring
and let the telephone ring
and let the doorbell ring


(Contributed by Carlene Bogle - July 2002)
(Corrections by Steve Gilmore - December 2002)


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As recorded by TOMPALL & THE GLASER BROTHERS:

Ring, ring, telephone ring
Somebody says, "Baby, what'cha doin'?"
I been a-wonderin' where you've been
And now and then I think about you and me

No use fightin' 'bout things we can't recall
It don't matter now at all
Just come on in and, baby, we'll laugh and sing
We'll make love, let the telephone ring

Ring, ring, doorbell ring
Baby, come on in, got Merle Haggard on the stereo
I'm glad you come around
I been feelin' down just talkin' to Johnny and Billy Joe

You know they make good conversation
Still it ain't no consolation
'Cause I got love, baby, I'll give you some
And if somebody comes, let the doorbell ring

Ring, ring, golden ring
Around the sun, around your pretty finger
Ring, ring, the voices ring
With a happy tune anybody could be a singer

The sun comes up across the city
I swear you never looked so doggone pretty
And hand in hand we'll stand upon the sand with the preacher man
Let the wedding bells ring



(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - August 2020)