Jon English Hollywood Seven Ukulele chords

Hollywood Seven Ukulele by Jon English

 
[Em]She came in one night from Omaha, worn [C]out
'cause she never could sleep on [Em]trains.
Took the bus to Hollywood, lookin' [C]for a room in the pourin' [Em]rain.
With [F]hair so blond and eyes so brown, she [Dm]thought she'd take 
this town and turn it [Bsus4]upside down. [B]

[Em]I was livin' in a hotel just off [C]Sunset,
she moved in across the [Em]hall. She said she'd be a movie star
and waited [C]every mornin' for a [Em]call.
So I [F]asked her in, just to have a little drink
but she [Dm] hardly had the time. Her [Bsus4]call might come tomorrow,
she's got to learn her [B]lines.

On [Em]Hollywood Seven, [G]rooms to rent,
till your [A]name goes up in [Em]lights.
[C]Hollywood Seven you can dream your dreams
for [Bsus4]seven [B]bucks a [Em]night.

[Em]Now the months went by without a job,
the [C]money that she saved was nearly [Em]spent.
So she started bringing strangers home
just [C]tryin' to find a way to pay the [Em]rent.
She'd [F]sit down and drink my coffee, got [Dm]nothin' much to say,
just [Bsus4]busy rehearsin' in her mind, the scene she'd never [B]play

On [Em]Hollywood Seven, [G]rooms to rent,
till your [A]name goes up in [Em]lights.
[C]Hollywood Seven you can dream your dreams
for [Bsus4]seven [B]bucks a [Em]night.

[Gm]I found her there one mornin' when she didn't
[D#]come for coffee when I [Gm]called.
[Gm]She'd gone and brought the wrong one home this time,
there were [D#]crazy lipstick marks all o'er the [Gm]walls.
Now she's [Ab]goin' back to Omaha but [Fm]not the way she planned,
there will [Dsus4]be no crowd to cheer her on, no welcome home, no [D]band.

On [Gm]Hollywood Seven, [Bb]rooms to rent,
till your [C]name goes up in [Gm]lights.
[D#]Hollywood Seven you can dream your dreams
for [Dsus4]seven [D]bucks a [Gm]night.

[Gm]She came in one night from Syracuse,
[D#]tired from sleeping on the [Gm]plane.
[Gm]Took a cab to Hollywood, dreaming [D#]of the lights
that would spell her [Gm]name.
So [Ab]much to take a lease out on the empty [Fm]room across the hall
wakin' [Dsus4]up every mornin', waiting for that [D]call.

[Gm]Hollywood Seven, [Bb]rooms to rent,
till your [C]name goes up in [Gm]lights.
[D#]Hollywood Seven you can dream your dreams
for [Dsus4]seven [D]bucks a [Gm]night.

[Bbm]Hollywood Seven, [Db]rooms to rent,
till your [D#]name goes up in [Bbm]lights.
[F#] Hollywood Seven you can pay your dues
for [Fsus4]seven [F]bucks a [Bbm]night.

This is my favorite song of Jons and I wanted to do it as best I could, please 
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