Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs Lyrics
(d. yoakam)Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleepYou showed me how this town can shatter dreamsAnother lesson about a naive fool that came to babylonAnd found out that the pie dont taste so sweetChorus:Now its guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly musicAnd lonely, lonely streets that I call homeYeah my guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly musicIs the only thing that keeps me hanging onThere aint no glamor in this tinseled land of lost and wasted livesAnd painful scars are all thats left of meBut thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruelAnd if I can find my mind now, I guess Ill just leaveChorus:And its guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly musicAnd lonely, lonely streets that I call homeYeah my guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly musicIs the only thing that keeps me hanging onIts the only thing that keeps me hanging onIts the only thing that keeps me hanging on