Chords
West Hills

Key: C

Introduction:

Cm  Ab  Eb  Bb  
verse 1
                Cm                                            Ab         Eb                    Bb  
I was born right here in Zion, God's own son
          Cm                                                                                                                 Bb  
His Holy Ghost stories and bloodshed never scared me none
                             Cm                                                 Ab  
While they bowed their heads on Sunday
                Eb                                                                 Bb  
I cut out through the hedges and fields
                          Cm                                                    Ab  
Where the light could place its hands on my head
Eb                                            Bb  
In the west hills
Chorus
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  Bb4  Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
verse 2
                          Cm                                 Ab                    Eb                                      Bb  
She's got two full-grown children, one still on the vine
          Cm                              Ab                      Eb                                                    Bb  
And once I got to know him I loved him like he was mine
                                        Cm                                                              Ab  
Some nights we drive up the mouth of the canyon
        Eb                                      Bb  
On hillbilly heroin pills
                  Cm                                         Ab  
We get out and watch the sunset
Eb                                              Bb  
Peaceful and still
Chorus
          Cm  Ab                 Eb                         Bb  
And free in the west hills
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
verse 3
                        Cm                                                      Ab  
When the sheriff kicked my door down
                Eb                                            Bb  
I was sleeping in my own bed
                     Cm                                         Ab  
And the mess I got caught up in
                  Eb                                    Bb  
Rained hard down on my head
             Cm                      Ab                                            Eb                                      Bb  
They got me for possession of them hillbilly heroin pills
Cm                                            Ab                                    Eb                                      Bb  
Enough to kill the horses that run free in the west hills
             Ab  
They got me for possession of enough to kill the horses that run
Chorus
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
verse 4
                     Cm                                            Ab  
If this life was meant for proving
                     Eb                                         Bb  
I could use more years to live
          Cm                                         Ab  
But fifteen in a guardhouse
                  Eb                                                            Bb  
That's more than I'm willing to give
                                  Cm                                      Ab  
And if there really is a judgement
Eb                                      Bb  
When He pulls my chart
Cm                                    Ab  
He'll reject my actions
Eb                                              Bb  
But He will know my heart
Cm                                                              Ab  
And he'll prepare a place for me
                Eb                                              Bb  
Where happiness instills
                                                  Cm                                                      Ab  
And the light puts its loving hands on my head
Eb                                      Bb  
Free in the west hills
             Ab  
They got me for possession of enough to kill the horses that run
Chorus
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
Cm    Ab                    Eb                         Bb  
Fr--ee in the west hills
Cm    Ab    Eb    Bb                                 Cm            Ab                         Eb    Bb                                 Cm  Ab  Eb  Bb  
Fr--ee, fr--ee in the west hills, in the west hills, in the west hills