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My father made a pretty dam good living

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

Lil' white kid and a little transister 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 San Gradey Crystal

Polished a diamond in the rough.

By the time I hit LA I was hotter than a pistol.

But you never have enough, little Darlin

You never really had enough.

I felt the lights on the big, big stages:

Fire bunin in my Soul.

I've had those nights where my guitar rages.

But it's not something you control, little Darlin'

It's not something you control.

Read tail diving for a rat on the sunset.

Coyote pickin thru the trash.

But I Wish I was lyin' like a cat in the sun instead of

Workin like a dog for the cash, little Darlin'

Workin like a dog for the cash

Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord.

And my soul and all the money I could save

But every time I think quit this beauty way

I hear my bones just turning in their grave

little darlin.

bones just twirlin in their grave.

Hey hh hhh hey hey heyaaa he ahhh.