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Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs

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Guitars, Cadillacs
by Dwight Yoakam

         A
         Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad
             E
         And cry myself to sleep
                                                 A
         And showed me how this town can shatter dreams

         Another lesson 'bout a naive fool
             E
         Who came to Babylon

         And found out that the pie
                        A
         Don't taste so sweet

         CHORUS
         A                            E
         Now it's guitars, cadillacs, hillbilly music
                                            A
         Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
                                     E
         Yea, my guitars, cadillacs, hillbilly music
                                              A
         The only things that keep me hangin' on

         (Instrumental)

         A
         Ain't no glamour in this tinsle land
            E
         Of lost and wasted lives
                                              A
         Painful scars are all that's left of me

         I wanna thank-you girl for teachin' me
               E
         Brand new ways to be cruel
                                                 A
         Like findin' mine now I guess I'll just leave

         (Chorus)

         (Instrumental)

         (Chorus)

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