Dwight Yoakam, Guitars Cadillacs (1986)
Key: :[F#] (w: Dwight Yoakam) (BPM: 172)
VERSE 1:
Girl, you
[F#] taught me how to hurt real bad and
[C#] cry myself to sleep
You
[C#] showed me how this town can shatter
[F#] dreams
Another
[F#] lesson 'bout a naive fool that
[C#] came to Babylon
And
[C#] found out that the
[C#7] pie don't taste so
[F#] sweet. Now it's...
CHORUS:
[F#] Guitars, cadillacs,
[C#] hillbilly music
And
[C#] lonely, lonely streets that I call
[F#] home
Yeah, my
[F#] guitars, cadillacs,
[C#] hillbilly music
[C#] Is the only thing that
[C#7] keeps me hanging
[F#] on
BREAK: [over CHORUS]
VERSE 2:
There ain't no
[F#] glamour in this tinsel land of
[C#] lost and wasted lives;
And painful scars are all that's left of
[F#] me.
[C#]
Ought to
[F#] thank you girl for teaching me brand
[C#] new ways to be cruel
If I can
[C#] find my mind, now
[C#7] I guess I'll just
[F#] leave. And it's...
REPEAT CHORUS:
BREAK: [over CHORUS]
REPEAT CHORUS:
OUTRO:
The
[C#] only thing that
[C#7] keeps me hanging
[F#] on
It's the
[C#] only thing that
[C#7] keeps me hanging
[F#] on
[F#]
