Eagles - Hotel California

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Verse 1

Bm                        F#
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A                     E
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
G                         D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

Verse 2

Bm                               F#
There she stood in the doorway;  I heard the mission bell
A                                          E
And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
G                        D
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
Em                                   F#
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say


G                        D
Welcome to the Hotel California.
       Em                   Bm7
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
G                               D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Em                                      F#
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

Verse 3

Bm                                       F#
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Benz
A                                    E
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
G                                D
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Em                      F#
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Verse 4

Bm                           F#
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
A                                         E
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine"
G                           D
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Em                                     F#
Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say...


G                        D
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
G                                  D
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis

Verse 5

Bm                      F#
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
A                                       E
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
G                             D
And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the beast
Em                                     F#
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast

Verse 6

Bm                           F#
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
A                                     E
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
G                            D
"Relax", said the night man, "we are programmed to receive.
Em                                    F#
"You can check-out any time you like, but you can never leave!" 


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