Guitars, Cadillacs (Live) Lyrics
Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad
And cry myself to sleepYou 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
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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
