LONG WHITE CADILLAC By Dwight Yokam The night wolves moan The winter hills were black, I'm all alone Sitting in the back, of a long white cadillac Train whistle cries Lost on it's own tracks, I close my eyes (Sitting in the back, of a long white) cadillac Sometimes I blame it on the woman The one who made my poor heart bleed Sometimes I blame it on money Sometimes I blame it all on me Headlights shine The highway fades to black, it's my last ride (Sitting in the back, of a long white) cadillac Ooooh, do it (lead) Sometimes I blame it on the woman The one who made my poor heart bleed Sometimes I blame it on money Sometimes I blame it all on me Train whistle cries Lost on it's own tracks, I close my eyes (Ain't never comming back, in a long white) cadillac (In a long white cadillac) (In a long white cadillac) (In a long white cadillac) (In a long white) cadillac