Beauty Way
Eliza GilkysonVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
My father made a pretty damn good living
Playing music on the Beauty Way
Hes gonna die with some money in his pocket
Wish I could do the same today little darling
Wish I could do the same today
Doe eyed kid and a little transistor
Tuned into Wolfman Jjack
I picked up a guitar heard the sirens whisper
And I never looked back little darling
And I never looked back
I worked the clubs along the Sangre de Cristos?
Polished the diamond in the rough
By the time I hit L.A. I was hotter than a pistol
But youre never hot enough little darling
You never really hot enough
I felt the lights on the big, big stages
The fire burning in my soul
Ive had those nights when my guitar rages
But its not something you control little darling
Its not something you control
Redtail diving for a rat on Sunset
Coyote picking through the trash
Oh I wish I was lying like a cat in the sun
stead of working like a dog for the cash little darling
Im only working for the cash
Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord
And my soul or my money I could save
Oh but every time I say Im gonna quit the Beauty Way
I hear my bones just turning in their grave little darling
Bones turning in their grave
D -- Em yeah yeah
D -- Em yeah
D -- Em yeah yeah yeah
D -- Em yeah yeah yeah yeah
(ram AT mukundan.net)
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Readable chord sheet for Beauty Way by Eliza Gilkyson
[C]My father made a pretty [G]damn good living
[C]Playing music on the Bea[G]uty Way
[C]Hes gonna die with some[G] money in his pocket
[D]Wish I could do the same[Em] today [G]little darling
[D]Wish I could do the same[Em] today
Doe eyed kid and a little transistor
Tuned into Wolfman Jjack
I picked up a guitar heard the sirens whisper
And I never looked back little darling
And I never looked back
I worked the clubs along the Sangre de Cristos?
Polished the diamond in the rough
By the time I hit L.A. I was hotter than a pistol
But youre never hot enough little darling
You never really hot enough
I felt the lights on the big, big stages
The fire burning in my soul
Ive had those nights when my guitar rages
But its not something you control little darling
Its not something you control
Redtail diving for a rat on Sunset
Coyote picking through the trash
Oh I wish I was lying like a cat in the sun
stead of working like a dog for the cash little darling
Im only working for the cash
Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord
And my soul or my money I could save
Oh but every time I say Im gonna quit the Beauty Way
I hear my bones just turning in their grave little darling
Bones turning in their grave
D -- Em yeah yeah
D -- Em yeah
D -- Em yeah yeah yeah
D -- Em yeah yeah yeah yeah
(ram AT mukundan.net)