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 don't taste so sweet Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music 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 Now it's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on It's guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Lonely, lonely streets that I call home Yeah my guitars, Cadillacs and hillbilly music Is the only thing that keeps me hanging on Yes Lord, it's the only thing that keeps me hanging on