The Beauty Way Chords by Ray Wylie Hubbard
Tempo:
115.45 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
Gm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] My daddy made a [Bb] pretty damn good living [Eb] playing music on the beauty [Bb] way.
[Eb] He's gonna die with [Bb] some money [Gm] in his pocket.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today.
[Eb] A white-eyed kid [Bb] and a little transistor [Eb] tuned into [Bb] Wolfman Jack.
[Eb] I picked up a guitar, [Bb] the sirens [Gm] [F] whispered.
And I never [Gm] looked back, [Bb] little darling.
[F] And I never [Gm] looked back.
[Eb] I worked the clubs [Bb] along the sun-graded crystals.
[Eb] I laced a diamond [Bb] in the rug.
[Eb] By the time I hit L.A., [Bb] I was hotter [Gm] than a pistol.
[F] But you're never [Gm] hot enough, [Bb] little darling.
[F] You're never really [Gm] hot enough.
[Eb] I felt the lights [Bb] on the big, big stages.
[Eb] A fire burning [Bb] in my soul.
[Eb] I had those nights [Bb] where my guitar [Gm] was raging.
[F] It's not something [Gm] you control, [Bb] little darling.
[F] It's not something [Gm] you control. Oh.
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[F] [Gm]
[Eb] Redtail diving [Bb] for a right old sunset.
[Eb] Coyotes picking [Bb] through the trash.
[Eb] I wish I was lying [Bb] like a cat [Gm] in the sun.
[F] Still working like a dog [Gm] for the cash, [Bb] little darling.
[F] I'm only working [Gm] for the cash.
[Eb] Sometimes I wish [Bb] I could unplug this cord.
[Eb] And my soul or my money, [Bb] I could save.
[Eb] But every time I say I'm [Bb] gonna quit the [Gm] beauty way,
I [F] feel my bones just turning [Gm] in their grave, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Bones turning [Gm] in their grave.
[Eb] Yeah.
[Bb]
[Eb] Yeah.
[Bb]
[Eb] Yeah. [Bb] Yeah.
[Gm] [F] Yeah.
[Gm]
[Bb] [F] Yeah.
[Gm] [F] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] My daddy made a [Bb] pretty damn good living [Eb] playing music on the beauty [Bb] way.
[Eb] He's gonna die with [Bb] some money [Gm] in his pocket.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today.
[Eb] A white-eyed kid [Bb] and a little transistor [Eb] tuned into [Bb] Wolfman Jack.
[Eb] I picked up a guitar, [Bb] the sirens [Gm] [F] whispered.
And I never [Gm] looked back, [Bb] little darling.
[F] And I never [Gm] looked back.
[Eb] I worked the clubs [Bb] along the sun-graded crystals.
[Eb] I laced a diamond [Bb] in the rug.
[Eb] By the time I hit L.A., [Bb] I was hotter [Gm] than a pistol.
[F] But you're never [Gm] hot enough, [Bb] little darling.
[F] You're never really [Gm] hot enough.
[Eb] I felt the lights [Bb] on the big, big stages.
[Eb] A fire burning [Bb] in my soul.
[Eb] I had those nights [Bb] where my guitar [Gm] was raging.
[F] It's not something [Gm] you control, [Bb] little darling.
[F] It's not something [Gm] you control. Oh.
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[Bb] [F] [Gm]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Eb] [Bb]
[Gm] [F] [Gm]
[F] [Gm]
[Eb] Redtail diving [Bb] for a right old sunset.
[Eb] Coyotes picking [Bb] through the trash.
[Eb] I wish I was lying [Bb] like a cat [Gm] in the sun.
[F] Still working like a dog [Gm] for the cash, [Bb] little darling.
[F] I'm only working [Gm] for the cash.
[Eb] Sometimes I wish [Bb] I could unplug this cord.
[Eb] And my soul or my money, [Bb] I could save.
[Eb] But every time I say I'm [Bb] gonna quit the [Gm] beauty way,
I [F] feel my bones just turning [Gm] in their grave, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Bones turning [Gm] in their grave.
[Eb] Yeah.
[Bb]
[Eb] Yeah.
[Bb]
[Eb] Yeah. [Bb] Yeah.
[Gm] [F] Yeah.
[Gm]
[Bb] [F] Yeah.
[Gm] [F] [Bb]
Key:
Bb
Eb
Gm
F
Bb
Eb
Gm
F
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] My daddy made a [Bb] pretty damn good living [Eb] playing music on the beauty [Bb] way. _
_ _ [Eb] He's gonna die with [Bb] some money [Gm] in his pocket.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today.
_ [Eb] A white-eyed kid [Bb] and a little transistor [Eb] tuned into [Bb] Wolfman Jack.
_ [Eb] I picked up a guitar, [Bb] the sirens [Gm] _ [F] whispered.
And I never [Gm] looked back, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ And I never [Gm] looked back.
_ _ [Eb] I worked the clubs [Bb] along the sun-graded crystals.
[Eb] I laced a diamond [Bb] in the rug.
[Eb] By the time I hit L.A., [Bb] I was hotter [Gm] than a pistol.
[F] _ But you're never [Gm] hot enough, [Bb] little darling.
[F] You're never really [Gm] hot enough.
_ [Eb] I felt the lights [Bb] on the big, big stages.
[Eb] A fire burning [Bb] in my soul.
_ [Eb] I had those nights [Bb] where my guitar [Gm] was raging.
[F] _ It's not something [Gm] you control, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ It's not something [Gm] you control. Oh.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ Redtail diving [Bb] for a right old sunset.
_ [Eb] _ Coyotes picking [Bb] through the trash.
[Eb] I wish I was lying [Bb] like a cat [Gm] in the sun.
[F] Still working like a dog [Gm] for the cash, [Bb] little darling.
[F] I'm only working [Gm] for the cash.
_ [Eb] _ Sometimes I wish [Bb] I could unplug this cord.
[Eb] And my soul or my money, [Bb] I could save.
[Eb] But every time I say I'm [Bb] gonna quit the [Gm] beauty way,
I [F] feel my bones just turning [Gm] in their grave, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ Bones turning [Gm] in their grave.
_ [Eb] _ Yeah.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Yeah.
[Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Yeah. [Bb] Yeah. _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ Yeah.
_ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ [F] Yeah.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] My daddy made a [Bb] pretty damn good living [Eb] playing music on the beauty [Bb] way. _
_ _ [Eb] He's gonna die with [Bb] some money [Gm] in his pocket.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today, [Bb] little darling.
[F] Wish I could do the [Gm] same today.
_ [Eb] A white-eyed kid [Bb] and a little transistor [Eb] tuned into [Bb] Wolfman Jack.
_ [Eb] I picked up a guitar, [Bb] the sirens [Gm] _ [F] whispered.
And I never [Gm] looked back, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ And I never [Gm] looked back.
_ _ [Eb] I worked the clubs [Bb] along the sun-graded crystals.
[Eb] I laced a diamond [Bb] in the rug.
[Eb] By the time I hit L.A., [Bb] I was hotter [Gm] than a pistol.
[F] _ But you're never [Gm] hot enough, [Bb] little darling.
[F] You're never really [Gm] hot enough.
_ [Eb] I felt the lights [Bb] on the big, big stages.
[Eb] A fire burning [Bb] in my soul.
_ [Eb] I had those nights [Bb] where my guitar [Gm] was raging.
[F] _ It's not something [Gm] you control, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ It's not something [Gm] you control. Oh.
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ Redtail diving [Bb] for a right old sunset.
_ [Eb] _ Coyotes picking [Bb] through the trash.
[Eb] I wish I was lying [Bb] like a cat [Gm] in the sun.
[F] Still working like a dog [Gm] for the cash, [Bb] little darling.
[F] I'm only working [Gm] for the cash.
_ [Eb] _ Sometimes I wish [Bb] I could unplug this cord.
[Eb] And my soul or my money, [Bb] I could save.
[Eb] But every time I say I'm [Bb] gonna quit the [Gm] beauty way,
I [F] feel my bones just turning [Gm] in their grave, [Bb] little darling.
[F] _ Bones turning [Gm] in their grave.
_ [Eb] _ Yeah.
_ [Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Yeah.
[Bb] _ _
_ _ [Eb] _ _ Yeah. [Bb] Yeah. _
[Gm] _ _ [F] _ Yeah.
_ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ [F] Yeah.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _