Guitars, Cadillacs (45 Version)

Guitars, Cadillacs (45 Version) - Dwight Yoakam

Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad

And cry myself to sleep

You showed me how this town shatter dreams

Another lesson about a naive fool

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 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

Painful scars are all left of me

Of thank you girl for teaching me

Brand new ways to be cruel

I find my mind now I guess I'll just leave

And it's guitars Cadillacs hillbilly music

And lonely lonely streets 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 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 oh oh