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Sender: "TPLBA" <TPLBA@aol.com>
To: guitar@nevada.edu
Date: Mon, 01 Aug 94 02:35:53 EDT
Subject: Yoakam,Dwight; Guitars, Cadillacs
Guitars, Cadillacs
Dwight Yoakam
AGirl, you taught me how to hurt real bad and cryE myself to sleep;
EYou showed me how this town can shatter dreams.E
AAnother lesson 'bout a naive fool that Ecame to Babylon
E E7 A | E-F#m7-E7/G#|
And I found out that the pie don't taste so sweet, now it's
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A Guitars, Cadillacs, Ehillbilly music
EAnd lonely lonely streets that I call homAe.
E F#m E7/G# A E
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music,
EIs the only thing that keepE7s 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
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