Guitars Cadillacs Lyrics

Dwight Yoakam

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 naa¯ve fool that come to Babylon
And found out that the pie donÂ't taste so sweet

Now itÂ's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on

There ainÂ't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives

And painful scars are all thatÂ's left of me brand new ways to be cruel
And if I can find my mind now, I guess IÂ'll just leave

And itÂ's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on
Yeah, itÂ's the only thing that keeps me hanging on