Guitars, Cadillacs Dwight Yoakam
by Dwight Yoakam
[A]Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad
And [E]cry myself to sleep
And showed me how this town can shatter [A]dreams
Another lesson 'bout a naive fool
Who [E]came to Babylon
And found out that the pie
Don't taste so [A]sweet
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[A]Now it's guitars, cadillacs, [E]hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call [A]home
Yea, my guitars, cadillacs, [E]hillbilly music
The only things that keep me hangin' [A]on
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[A]Ain't no glamour in this tinsle land
Of [E]lost and wasted lives
Painful scars are all that's left of [A]me
I wanna thank-you girl for teachin' me
Brand [E]new ways to be cruel
Like findin' mine now I guess I'll just [A]leave
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