(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