Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs (Bluegrass Version) lyrics

[Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs Bluegrass Version lyrics]

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 naive fool
That came to Babylon
And found out that the pie
Don't taste so sweet

Now it'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 ain't no glamour in this tinseled
Land of lost and wasted lives
And painful scars are all that's left of me
Oh but 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 it'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

Oh it'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
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on

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