Guitars, Cadillacs - 2006 Remastered Version

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
 Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, 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
 And it's guitars, Cadillacs, 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
 Now it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
 And lonely, lonely streets that I call home
 Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, 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