Gene Watson - From cotton to satin

From co^Ftton to satin, from Birming^Bbham to Manhattan From a pick^Fup to a long limous^Cine From co^Ftton to satin, from Birming^Bbham to Manhattan She h^Fad to fol^Clow her dr^Feam

I sa^Fved up enough, to buy ^Bbher, one small diam^Fond That's the year that old tractor, broke d^Cown And the dr^Feam house I promised her still l^Bbies by a shade tree Some old br^Ficks and bo^Cards all ar^Found

^FShe begged me to take her, to s^Bbee New York C^Fity So I mortgaged the farm and we were g^Cone But w^Fhile we were there she took ^Bbup with a r^Fich man C F (Walk up & Change Keys C D) I came back, to the country alone

Now th^Fere is the garden, where she t^Bouched every f^Flower There's the meadow where we walked hand in ^Chand If o^Fnly she'd waited, she'd ^Bhave more than she dr^Feamed of C F (Walk up & Change Keys D E) For today they struck oil on my land

From co^Gtton to satin, from Birming^Cham to Manhattan From a p^Gickup to a long limous^Dine From co^Gtton to satin, from Birming^Cham to Manhattan She h^Gad to fo^Dllow her d^Gream

She went from co^Gmtton to satin