Guitars Cadillacs Acordes

**end of each verse and middle of chorus contains a notes only walkup, i.e. no full chords.
 
[Intro]
| E | E | E |      | A | A |
 
[Verse 1]
           A                                  E
Girl, you taught me how to hurt real bad and cry myself to sleep;
       E                                   A
{and} showed me how this town can shatter dreams.
         A                              E
Another lesson 'bout a naive fool that came to Babylon
       E                                   A           E F# G#
And found out that the pie don't taste so sweet,         now it's
 
[Chorus]
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music
     E                                 A               E F# G#
And lonely lonely streets that I call home.              Yeah, my
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music, 
          E                                A
It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on.
 
[Solo]
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[Verse 2]
                A                               E
There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives;
     E                                   A
And painful scars are all that's left of me.
         A                                    E
Ahh but thank you girl for teaching me brand new ways to be cruel
          E                                    A        E F# G#
If I can find my mind, then I guess I'll just leave.      And its
 
[Chorus]
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music
     E                                 A               E F# G#
And lonely lonely streets that I call home.              Yeah, my
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music, 
          E                                A
It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on.
 
[Solo]
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[Chorus]
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music
     E                                 A               E F# G#
And lonely lonely streets that I call home.              Yeah, my
A                     E
  Guitars, Cadillacs,   hillbilly music, 
          E                                A G# F#
It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on.
 
[Turnaround]
E           E                                A    A G# F#
  It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on.
E           E                                A    | A | A | A |
  It's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on   ooh on.
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