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Hollywood Hills
Harp Intro
C
The ghosts from these western lands
are gonna rise up against these English sands
G
Like a tumbleweed on a reckless course
these barb wire fences can't keep us apart
C
Where are the heroes that sang them old songs
You recognize a hero cause he don't belong
G
We gave up our youth and model railroad trains
Picked up guitars and we changed our names
C
With experience of a tortured youth
G C
You turn up the music and go in search of the truth
C
Times are gettin' tougher and there's no turnin' back
Times are gettin' tougher and those are the facts
G
They come by the thousands each and every day
They had no one to turn to so we turned them away
C
Put their brightest remarks on these dressing room walls
Now they waste away in nightclubs and dusty pool halls
G
Prospects were high till provisions ran low
Now they sleep beneath the moonlight under blankets of snow
C
A life is a high price to pay for these kicks
G C
Stay outta the desert and keep off Route 46
Chorus
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
Solo
C G C G C G C
C
Hear the screams of the souls through the hills of Palisades
Down in Rock Canyon they're diggin' up the graves
G
The old church is gone some fool set ablaze
Climb the top of Chautauqua check the lights of LA
C
All things are different though nothin' has changed
G C
You can still find old empty beer bottles in the brush that burned away
Chorus
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
G C G C G C G C during outro
Harp Intro
C
The ghosts from these western lands
are gonna rise up against these English sands
G
Like a tumbleweed on a reckless course
these barb wire fences can't keep us apart
C
Where are the heroes that sang them old songs
You recognize a hero cause he don't belong
G
We gave up our youth and model railroad trains
Picked up guitars and we changed our names
C
With experience of a tortured youth
G C
You turn up the music and go in search of the truth
C
Times are gettin' tougher and there's no turnin' back
Times are gettin' tougher and those are the facts
G
They come by the thousands each and every day
They had no one to turn to so we turned them away
C
Put their brightest remarks on these dressing room walls
Now they waste away in nightclubs and dusty pool halls
G
Prospects were high till provisions ran low
Now they sleep beneath the moonlight under blankets of snow
C
A life is a high price to pay for these kicks
G C
Stay outta the desert and keep off Route 46
Chorus
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
Solo
C G C G C G C
C
Hear the screams of the souls through the hills of Palisades
Down in Rock Canyon they're diggin' up the graves
G
The old church is gone some fool set ablaze
Climb the top of Chautauqua check the lights of LA
C
All things are different though nothin' has changed
G C
You can still find old empty beer bottles in the brush that burned away
Chorus
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
A C G
It takes a young man's life and it probably will
A D G C
Mining for gold in those Hollywood Hills
G C G C G C G C during outro
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Becca Tollison
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Beirut