Chords for Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
85.8 bpm
Chords used:
A
E
B
Am
G#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] [E] [D]
[A] Girl you taught me how to hurt real [E] bad and cry myself to [G] sleep.
[E] Show me how to have [A] a captive dream.
Another lesson about a naive [E] fool who came to Babylon
and found out that pie don't [A] taste so [B] sweet.
[F#] [A] Now here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets [A] I call home.
[F#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on.
[E]
[D] [Am] [A]
[E]
[Am] [A] There ain't no glamour in the tinsel [E] and lost and wasted life, and the drink of alcohol [A] left me.
Oh thank you girl for teaching me [E] brand new ways to be cruel,
but if [C#m] I'm mine [E] now I guess [A] I'll just [B] leave.
[E] [G#m] [A] And here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [A] call home.
[G#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on.
[E] [A]
[B] [A]
[E] [A]
[G#m] Oh [A] here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [F#m] call home.
[G#] Yeah [A] my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging [E]
[A] [F#] [E] [A]
on.
My, [Am] my, my, [A] my, my, my, my, my.
[A] Girl you taught me how to hurt real [E] bad and cry myself to [G] sleep.
[E] Show me how to have [A] a captive dream.
Another lesson about a naive [E] fool who came to Babylon
and found out that pie don't [A] taste so [B] sweet.
[F#] [A] Now here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets [A] I call home.
[F#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on.
[E]
[D] [Am] [A]
[E]
[Am] [A] There ain't no glamour in the tinsel [E] and lost and wasted life, and the drink of alcohol [A] left me.
Oh thank you girl for teaching me [E] brand new ways to be cruel,
but if [C#m] I'm mine [E] now I guess [A] I'll just [B] leave.
[E] [G#m] [A] And here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [A] call home.
[G#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on.
[E] [A]
[B] [A]
[E] [A]
[G#m] Oh [A] here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [F#m] call home.
[G#] Yeah [A] my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging [E]
[A] [F#] [E] [A]
on.
My, [Am] my, my, [A] my, my, my, my, my.
Key:
A
E
B
Am
G#m
A
E
B
[Em] _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
[A] _ _ _ Girl you taught me how to hurt real [E] bad and cry myself to [G] sleep.
[E] Show me how to have [A] a captive dream.
_ Another lesson about a naive [E] fool who came to Babylon
and found out that pie don't [A] taste so [B] sweet.
_ [F#] [A] Now here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets [A] I call home.
_ [F#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [A] There ain't no glamour in the tinsel [E] and lost and wasted life, and the drink of alcohol [A] left me.
_ Oh thank you girl for teaching me [E] brand new ways to be cruel,
but if [C#m] I'm mine [E] now I guess [A] I'll just [B] leave.
[E] _ [G#m] [A] And here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [A] call home.
_ [G#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [B] _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [G#m] Oh [A] here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [F#m] call home.
[G#] Yeah [A] my guitar _ [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#] _ [E] _ _ _ [A]
on.
My, [Am] my, my, _ [A] my, my, my, my, my. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ Girl you taught me how to hurt real [E] bad and cry myself to [G] sleep.
[E] Show me how to have [A] a captive dream.
_ Another lesson about a naive [E] fool who came to Babylon
and found out that pie don't [A] taste so [B] sweet.
_ [F#] [A] Now here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets [A] I call home.
_ [F#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ [Am] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [A] There ain't no glamour in the tinsel [E] and lost and wasted life, and the drink of alcohol [A] left me.
_ Oh thank you girl for teaching me [E] brand new ways to be cruel,
but if [C#m] I'm mine [E] now I guess [A] I'll just [B] leave.
[E] _ [G#m] [A] And here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [A] call home.
_ [G#m] [A] Yeah my guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging on. _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [B] _ [A] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [G#m] Oh [A] here's a guitar [E] Cadillac, still building music, lonely lonely streets I [F#m] call home.
[G#] Yeah [A] my guitar _ [E] Cadillac, still building music, the only thing that keeps me [A] hanging _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#] _ [E] _ _ _ [A]
on.
My, [Am] my, my, _ [A] my, my, my, my, my. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _