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 dont taste so sweet Chorus: Now its 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 aint no glamor in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives And painful scars are all thats 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 Ill just leave Chorus: And its 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 Its the only thing that keeps me hanging on Its the only thing that keeps me hanging on