Standard (EADGBE)

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 'bout a naive fool that came to Babylon

And I found out that the pie don't taste so sweet, now it's


Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music

And lonely lonely streets that I call home.

Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music,

Is the only thing that keeps me holding on.

2nd Verse

There ain't no glamour in our tinseled land of lost and wasted lives;

And painful scars are all that's left of me.

But thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel

If I can find my mind, now I guess I'll just leave. And its