Luyện nghe bài hát Guitars, Cadillacs

Girl you taught me how to hurt bad
And cry to sleep
You me how this town can shatter dreams
lesson about a naive fool
That came to
And found out that the pie don't taste so

Now guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, streets that I call home
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and music
Is the only thing that me hanging on

There no glamor in this tinseled land
Of lost and wasted
And scars are all that's left of me
But thank you girl for me
Brand new ways to be
And if I can find my mind now, I guess just leave

And guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I call
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs and music
Is the only thing that me hanging on

Now guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly music
And lonely, lonely streets that I home
Yeah, my guitars, Cadillacs, hillbilly
Is the only thing keeps me hanging on

It's the only thing that keeps me on
It's the only thing that me hanging on