"Guitars, Cadillacs"

Girl you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep

And showed me how this town can shatter dreams

Another lesson 'bout a naive fool who 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

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

Ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives

Painful scars are all that's left of me

Oh, but thank you girl for teachin' 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

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

Oh it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

Lonely, lonely streets that I call home

Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

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

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

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