Eagles – Hotel California

Intro: D – Am – C – Gm – Bb – F – Gm – A  

D                                        Am

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

C                                     Gm
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air

Bb                                        F
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

Gm
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

A
I had to stop for the night

D                              
There she stood in the doorway;

Am
I heard the mission bell

C
And I was thinking to myself,

Gm
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"

Bb                                           F
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

Gm
There were voices down the corridor,

A
I thought I heard them say...

Bb                                     F

Welcome to the Hotel California

        G                  
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

D
Such a lovely face

Bb                                             F
Plenty of room at the Hotel California

G
Any time of year (Any time of year)

A
You can find it here

D                                              Am
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends

C                                                      Gm
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends

Bb                                                    F
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.

Gm                                       A
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

D
So I called up the Captain,

Am
"Please bring me my wine"

                   C                                                         Gm
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"

Bb                                                          F
And still those voices are calling from far away,

Gm
Wake you up in the middle of the night

A
Just to hear them say...

Bb                              F

Welcome to the Hotel California

G
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)

D
Such a lovely face

Bb                                         F
They livin' it up at the Hotel California

G
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)

A
Bring your alibis

D
Mirrors on the ceiling,

Am
The pink champagne on ice

                              C                                          Gm
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"

Bb
And in the master's chambers,

F
They gathered for the feast

Gm
They stab it with their steely knives,

A
But they just can't kill the beast

D
Last thing I remember, I was

Am
Running for the door

C
I had to find the passage back

Gm
To the place I was before

Bb
"Relax, " said the night man,

F
"We are programmed to receive.

Gm
You can check-out any time you like,

A
But you can never leave! "

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