[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