Eagles – Hotel California (Guitar)

Am                         E7
  On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair

G                      D
  Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air

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

Dm
   My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

E7
  I had to stop for the night

Am                               E7
  There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell

G
  And I was thinking to myself

              D
This could be heaven or this could be hell

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

Dm
   There were voices down the corridor,

E7
  I thought I heard them say...

F                          C
  Welcome to the Hotel California.

       E7                                         Am
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face

F                               C
Plenty of room at the Hotel California

    Dm                                       E7
Any time of year (any time of year), you can find it here

Am                            E7
 Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends

G                                    D
 She got a lot of pretty pretty boys   she calls friends

F                                   C
  How they danced in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat

Dm                       E7
  Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Am                           E7
  So I called up the captain; Please bring me my wine (he said)

G                                     D
 We haven't had that spirit here since 1969

F                                         C
  and still those voices are calling from far away

Dm
   Wake you up in the middle of the night

E7
  Just to hear them say...

F                         C
 Welcome to the Hotel California.

       E7                                         Am
Such a lovely place (such a lovely place), such a lovely face

        F                             C
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California

       Dm                                               E7
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis

Am                        E7
   Mirrors on the ceiling; the pink champagne on ice (and she said)

G                                D
  We are all just prisoners here, of our own device

F                              C
  and in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast

Dm
 They stab it with their steely knives but they

E7
just can't kill the beast

Am                             E7
   Last thing I remember, I was running for the door

G                                       D
  I had to find the passage back to the place I was before

F                                   C
  "Relax" said the night man; we are programmed to receive

Dm
  You can check out any time you like

E7
 But you can never leave...

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(fade out)