Lucy Kaplansky - The Beauty Way lyrics

My father made a pretty damn good living Playing music on the beauty way He's gonna die with some money in his pocket Wish I could do the same today, little darling Wish I could do the same today The white kid and a little transistor, tuned into Wolfman Jack I picked up a guitar, the sirens whisper And I'll never look back with longing And I'll never look back I worked the clubs along the same red crystals Polished a diamond in the rough By the time I hit LA I was hotter than a pistol But you never had enough, little darling You never really had enough I felt the lights on the big big stages Fire burning my soul I bet those nights when my guitar rages But it's not something you control little darling It's not something you control Red pale diving for a ride home sunset Probably what you could do with trash I wish I was lying like a cat in the sun instead of working like a dog for the cash, little darling I'm only working for the cash Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord And my soul, lot of money I could save Every time I say hello, I quit the beauty way I turn my bones from the narrow grave, little darling Bones turned in their grave