Hotel California

Hotel California
The Eagles

Bm F# A E G D Em F#

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

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

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

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

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

G                          D
 Welcome to the Hotel California
        Em                   
 Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
        Bm7
 Such a lovely face
G                                   D
 They livin' it up at the Hotel California
        Em          
What a nice surprise (what a nice suprise)
           F#
Bring your alibis

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

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