Dwight Yoakam, Guitars Cadillacs (1986)
Key: :[A] (w: Dwight Yoakam) (BPM: 172)
VERSE 1:
Girl, you
[A] taught me how to hurt real bad and
[E] cry myself to sleep
You
[E] showed me how this town can shatter
[A] dreams
Another
[A] lesson 'bout a naive fool that
[E] came to Babylon
And
[E] found out that the
[E7] pie don't taste so
[A] sweet. Now it's...
CHORUS:
[A] Guitars, cadillacs,
[E] hillbilly music
And
[E] lonely, lonely streets that I call
[A] home
Yeah, my
[A] guitars, cadillacs,
[E] hillbilly music
[E] Is the only thing that
[E7] keeps me hanging
[A] on
BREAK: [over CHORUS]
VERSE 2:
There ain't no
[A] glamour in this tinsel land of
[E] lost and wasted lives;
And painful scars are all that's left of
[A] me.
[E]
Ought to
[A] thank you girl for teaching me brand
[E] new ways to be cruel
If I can
[E] find my mind, now
[E7] I guess I'll just
[A] leave. And it's...
REPEAT CHORUS:
