The Troubadour Ring
(Verse) In every man, a melody's born, Tungsten strong, with wood adorned. A "Troubadour," love's story sworn, Guitar string binds, our hearts are worn.
(Chorus) This ring of tungsten, wood, and string, In every chord, our hearts will sing. A love so true, like the troubadour's lore, With "Troubadour," forevermore.
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