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Guitars And Cadillacs
Elk 30
 


ID: 444
   Side A  

TypeSing-Along
Label information
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Copies1
Vic's Rating0 (not rated)
Bpm 
Duration 
Media45 rpm vinyl
Artist(s)

Bronc Wise
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Cue Sheet

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 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


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


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

 
Lyrics

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Guitars And Cadillacs
 
 

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

Lyrics by Dwight Yoakam.
Recorded by Dwight Yoakam.
 

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