Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad, cry myself to sleep
You showed me how this town could shatter dreams
Another lesson to buy, naive fool, came back along
Found out that the pirate tale is so sweet
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on
There ain't no glamour in this tissel land
Of lost and wasted lives
The painful scars that solve us left in me
I ought to thank you, girl, for teaching me
Brand new ways to be cruel
I found them out, now I guess I should leave
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
The only thing that keeps me hanging on
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
Lonely, lonely streets that I call home
And it's guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
The only thing that keeps me hanging on