From a Chevy to a Lincoln

From paper shades to curtains

From neon lights to crystal chandeliers

From cut glass to diamonds

Up that ladder she's climbing crying golden tears

Well I traded in my Levi's

For high heels and flowing gowns

And the parties and the swimming pools

And the scenic view of town

Now she once told me she didn't need love

And that money would see her through the years

That's the last time that I saw him

In my eyes full of golden tears

From a Chevy to a Lincoln

From paper shades to curtains

From neon lights to crystal chandeliers

From cut glass to diamonds

Up that ladder she's climbing crying golden tears

Well now her picture is in the papers

At country clubs and lots and lots of good times

But my smile is artificial

Because the story is between the line

From a Chevy to a Lincoln

From paper shades to curtains

From neon lights to crystal chandeliers

From cut glass to diamonds

Up that ladder she's climbing crying golden tears

From a Chevy to a Lincoln

From paper shades to curtains

From neon lights to crystal chandeliers

From cut glass to diamonds

Up that ladder she's climbing crying golden tears