The Beauty Way      Lyrics
Words & Music by Eliza Gilkyson

My daddy 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 


Wide eyed 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 Sangre de Christos
Polished a diamond in the rough. 
By the time I hit LA I was hotter than a pistol. 
But you never hot enough, little Darlin 
You never really hot enough. 


I felt the lights on the big, big stages: 
A fire burnin in my Soul. 
I've had those nights where my guitar was raging. 
It's not something you control, little Darlin' 
It's not something you control. 

break 

Redtail diving for a rat on Sunset. 
Coyotes 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' 
I'm only workin for the cash 

Sometimes I wish I could unplug this cord. 
And my Soul or my money I could save 
But every time I say I'm gonna quit the beauty way 
I feel my bones just turning in their grave little darlin. 
Bones turnin in their grave.