INTRO: F  C  F  C  F

                        C
My father made a pretty damn good living
        F                       C  F
Playing music on the Beauty Way
                         C            Am     G
He's gonna die with some money in his pocket
                           Am                  G
Wish I could do the same today, little darling
                           Am
Wish I could do the same today


F                  C
Doe-eyed kid and a little transistor
F                   C   
Tuned into Wolfman Jack
  F                             C       Am      G
I picked up a guitar, heard the siren's whisper
                   Am                   G
And I never looked back, little darling
                    Am   F
And I never looked back


                             C              F
I worked the clubs along the Sangre Cristos
                            C
Polished the diamond in the rough
       F                      C             Am     G
By the time I hit L.A., I was hotter than a pistol
                      Am                    G
But you're never hot enough, little darling
                      Am     F
You never really hot enough


                         C               F
I felt the lights on the big, big stages
                   C     F
Fire burning in my soul
                              C      Am     G
I've had those nights when my guitar rages
                              Am                   G
But it's not something you control, little darling
                          Am
It's not something you control


INSTRUMENTAL: F  C  F  C  F  C Am G  Am  G  Am


F                     C
Red-tail diving for a rat on Sunset
F                          C
Coyote picking through the trash
  F                       C          Am   
I wish I was lying like a cat in the sun
          G                          Am                   G
'Stead of working like a dog for the cash, little darling
                         Am
I'm only working for the cash


F                        C
Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord
       F                         C
And my soul or my money, I could save
F                           C               Am   
Every time I say, I'm gonna quit the Beauty Way
          G                      Am   
I hear my bones turning in their grave, little darling
G                      Am   C
Bones turning in their grave____, yeah, yeah
F           C
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F     C           G     Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
F           C
Yeah, yeah, yeah
F     C           G     Am
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


OUTRO: F  C  F  C  F  C  G  Am
       F  C  F  C  F  C  G  Am  
       F  C   F C  Am   G  Am  G  C