Текст (слова) песни: Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs
(D. 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 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
Chorus: And it`s guitars, Cadillacs and 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 It`s the only thing that keeps me hanging on It`s the only thing that keeps me hanging on
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