Guitars Cadillacs by Dwight Yoakam Lyrics and Chords

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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 ’bout a naive fool that came to Babylon

And found 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, hillbilly music

Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.

guitar solo 1st time, fiddle solo second time.

There ain’t no glamour in this tinsel land of lost and wasted lives;

And painful scars are all that’s left of me.

Ought to thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel

If I can find my mind, now I guess I’ll just leave. And its

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.

Guitar solo 1st time, fiddle solo second time Aw its

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.

Is the only thing that keeps me holding on.

Is the only thing that keeps me holding on, o-oo — ooon