Hollywood Waltz - Buck Owens

Springtime, and the acacias are blooming

Southern California will see one more day

Dreamland, and bus’ness is booming

The birds are a singing as I drift away

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

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

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

And I’ll go down doing the Hollywood Waltz

The Hollywood Waltz