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Guitars, Cadillacs

By: 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 naive fool
that came to Babylon
And found out that the pie
don't taste so sweet

Chorus:
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music
And the 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 glamour 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

(Chorus)

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

 

 
 

This is one of the many songs by Dwight Yoakam, my mother's favorite artist...

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