Chorus:
Now it's guitars, Cadillacs
and hillbilly music
And the lonely, lonely streets
that I call home
Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs
and hillbilly music
Is the only thing that keeps
me hanging on
There ain't no glamour in this
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
And if I can find my mind
now, I guess I'll just leave
(Repeat Chorus)
It's the only thing that keeps
me hanging on
It's the only thing that keeps
me hanging on
Marco Giunco |
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