Intro: 4 measure solo guitar, then
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Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep;
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You showed me how this town can shatter dreams.
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Another lesson 'bout a naive fool that came to Babylon
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And found that the pie don't taste so sweet, now it's
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
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And lonely, lonely streets that I call home. Yeah, my
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
E7 A / E /F# /Ab
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
<Break 1> A E A / E /F# /Ab - 2xs
Guitar solo 1st time, fiddle solo second time.
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There ain't no glamour in this tinsel land of lost and wasted lives;
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And painful scars are all that's left of me.
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Ought to thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
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If I can find my mind, now I guess I'll just leave. And its
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Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
A / E /F# /Ab
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home. Yeah, my
A E
Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
E7 A / E /F# /Ab
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
<Break 2> A E A / E /F# /Ab
A E A / E /F# /Ab
Guitar solo 1st time, fiddle solo second time Aw its
A E
Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
A / E /F# /Ab
And lonely, lonely streets that I call home. Yeah, my
A E
Guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
E7 A / A /Ab /F#
Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on.
E7 A / A /Ab /F#
Is the only thing that keeps me holding on.
E7 A hold
Is the only thing that keeps me holding on, o-oo -- ooon
