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 bout a naive fool that came to Babylon
And found out that the pie dont taste so sweet
Now its guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Its the only thing that keeps me hangin on
There aint no glamour in this tinselled land of lost and wasted lives
And painful scars are all thats left of me
Oh, but thank you, girl, for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
If I can find my mind now, I guess Ill just leave
And its guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Its the only thing that keeps me hangin on
Oh, its guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Its the only thing that keeps me hangin on
Its the only thing that keeps me hangin on
Its the only thing that keeps me hangin on