Guitars, Cadillacs, Etc., Etc.

(d. yoakam)

I watch as you take off your clothes and slip under the sheets
Then i turn and kick the boots off my feet
I pull you close without a word 'cause there's no need to speak
Girl, beauty like yours is hard to beat

Chorus:
But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone
'cause i'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone

Just a look from those fiery eyes can all but erase
The memory of any other's face
And the passion they unleash could cause me to misplace
And lose all track of time without a trace

Chorus:
But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone
'cause i'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone

The sun intrudes and throws across the room its golden tracks
Shake the dreams, now it's back to facts
As i turn to leave i know you had what so many lack
Maybe some day that'll bring me back

Chorus:
But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone
'cause i'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone

But i'll be gone in the morning, in the morning i'll be gone
'cause i'm not one for hanging on
Please don't think that you done something wrong
In the morning when you wake and find me gone
In the morning when you wake and find me gone

(j. horton, t. franks, h. hausey)

Chorus:
Well i'm a honky tonk man and i can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box
But when my money's all gone, i'm on the telephone singing
Hey, hey, mama can your daddy come home

Now i'm living wild and dangerously
But i've got plenty of company
When the moon comes up and the sun goes down
I can't wait to see the lights of town

Chorus:
'cause i'm a honky tonk man and i can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box
But when my money's all gone, i'm on the telephone singing
Hey, hey, mama can your daddy come home

A pretty little girl and a jug of wine
Well that's what it takes to make a honky tonk time
With the juke box moaning those honky tonk sounds
I can't wait to lay my money down

Chorus:
'cause i'm a honky tonk man and i can't seem to stop
I love to give the girls a whirl to the music of an old juke box
But when my money's all gone, i'm on the telephone singing
Hey, hey, mama can your daddy come home

(d. yoakam)

Miner's prayer is dedicated to the memory of luther tibbs.
A kentucky coal miner for 40 years, and my grandpa.

When the whistle blows each morning
And i walk down in that cold, dark mine
I say a prayer to my dear savior
Please let me see the sunshine one more time

Chorus:
When oh when will it be over
When will i lay these burdens down
And when i die, dear lord in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground

I still grieve for my poor brother
And i still hear my dear old mother cry
When late that night they came and told her
He'd lost his life down in the big shoal mine

Chorus:
When oh when will it be over
When will i lay these burdens down
And when i die, dear lord in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground

I have no shame, i feel no sorrow
If on this earth not much i own
I have the love of my sweet children
An old plow mule, a shovel and a hoe

Chorus:
When oh when will it be over
When will i lay these burdens down
And when i die, dear lord in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground

Yeah, when i die, dear lord in heaven
Please take my soul from 'neath that cold dark ground

(d. yoakam)

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

Chorus:
Now it's guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly music
And 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 glamor 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

Chorus:
And it's guitars, cadillacs and hillbilly music
And 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 the only thing that keeps me hanging on
It's the only thing that keeps me hanging on

(h. howard)

Heartache number one was when you left me
I never knew that i could hurt this way
Heartache number two was when you came back again
You came back and never meant to stay

Chorus:
Now i've got heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Every day you love me less
Each day i love you more

Now i've got heartaches by the number
A love that i can't win
But the day that i stop counting
That's the day my world will end

Heartache number three was when you called me
And told me you was coming home to stay
With hoping heart i waited for your knock on the door
I waited but you must have lost your way

Chorus:
Now i've got heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Every day you love me less
Each day i love you more

Now i've got heartaches by the number
A love that i can't win
But the day that i stop counting
That's the day my world will end

Ah, the day that i stop counting
That's the day my world will end