West Hills chords by The Killers

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Intro:

Cm Ab Eb Bb  x3



Verse 1:
      Cm                 Ab    Eb        Bb
I was born right here in Zion, God's own son
    Cm                     AB              EB        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 Bbsus4 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