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                         D
 Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Em
 My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
F#
 I had to stop for the night

Bm                              F#
 There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
A                                      
 And I was thinking to myself this could be 
E
Heaven or this could be hell
G                         D
 Then she lit up a candle, 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                                      F#
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here

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

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 1969'
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
        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                            D
 And in the master's chambers 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                    		       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
 You can check-out any time you like
F#
 But you can never leave!'