The Beauty Way

My daddy made a pretty damn good livin'
Playin' music on The Beauty Way
He’s gonna die with some money in his pocket
Wish I could do the same today, little darlin'
Wish I could do the same today
Wide-eyed kid and a little transistor
Tuned into Wolfman Jack
I picked up a guitar, heard the sirens whisper
And I never looked back, little darlin'
And I never looked back
I worked the clubs along the Sangre de Christos
Polished a diamond in the rough
By the time I hit LA, I was hotter than a pistol
But you’re never hot enough, little darlin'
You’re never really hot enough
I felt the lights on the big, big stages
A fire burnin' in my soul
I had those nights where my guitar was ragin'
But it’s not something you control, little darlin'
It’s not something you control
Redtail divin' for a rat on Sunset
Coyotes pickin' through the trash
I wish I was lyin' like a cat in the sun
Instead of workin' like a dog for the cash, little darlin'
I’m only workin' for the cash
Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord
And my soul or my money I could save
But every time I say, «I'm gonna quit The Beauty Way»
I feel my bones just turnin' in their grave, little darlin'
Bones turnin' in their grave