C      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.      break      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.