| 1976 | |
| Intro: E A B |
| A | E/G# | B | E | G#m | A | E | |
| Spring | time, the | acacias are | blooming. |
| E | A | F#m | B | B | C#m | B/D# | |
| Southern Cali | fornia will | see one more da | y. |
| E | G#m | A | E | |
| Dream | land and | bus'ness is | booming. |
| E | A | F#m | B | B | C#m | B/D# | |
| The | birds are a | singing as | I drift a | way. |
| She looks another year older |
| from too many lovers who used her and ran. |
| But some nights, oh, she looks like an angel |
| and she's always willing to hold you again. |
| Chorus: |
| A | B | E | A | |
| So | give her this | dance, she | can't be for | saken. |
| E | A | F#m | B | B | C#m | B/D# | |
| Learn how to | love her with | all of her | faults. |
| E | G#m | A | C#m | |
| She | gave | more than she's | taken |
| E | A | B | A | E/G# | F#m7 | B | C#m | B/D# | |
| and | I'll go down | doing the | Hollywood | Waltz. |
| Springtime and the lady is grieving, |
| the lovers just stand there with nothing to say. |
| They got what they wanted, they're packing and leaving |
| to look for another to love the same way. |
| So give her this dance, she can't be forsaken. |
| Learn how to love her with all of her faults. |
| She gave more than she's taken |
| E | A | B | A | E/G# | F#m7 | |
| and | I'll go down | doing the | Hollywood | Waltz, |
| B | C#m | B/D# | A | E/G# | F#m7 | |
| the | Hol | ly - | wood | Waltz, |
| B | C#m | B/D# | A | E/G# | F#m7 | |
| the | Hol | ly - | wood | Waltz, |
| B | C#m | B/D# | A | E/G# | F#m7 | |
| the | Hol | ly - | wood | Waltz, |
| B | C#m | B/D# | A | E/G# | F#m7 | B | C#m | B/D# | |
| the | Hol | ly - | wood | Waltz. |
| A | E/G# | F#m7 | B | C#m | B/D# | E | A | E/G# | F#m | E | |
| CHORDS: |
| E/G# 4024xx B/D# 669876 |
| F#m | 244222 | G#m | 466444 | F#m7 | 242222 | C#m | 446654 |
