Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs

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Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad

And cry myself to sleep

You showed me how this town can shatter dreams

Another lesson about a naive fool

That came to Babylon

And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet



Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

And lonely, lonely streets that I call home

Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music

Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on



There ain't no glamor in this tinseled land

Of lost and wasted lives

And painful scars are all that's left of me

But thank you girl for teaching me

Brand new ways to be cruel

And if I can find my mind now, I guess I'll just leave



And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

And lonely, lonely streets that I call home

Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music

Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on



Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

And lonely, lonely streets that I call home

Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on



It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on

It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on



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