The Eagles - Hotel California

[Verse]

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

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

[Chorus]

E                        B 
Welcome to the Hotel California.
       C#m                   G#m7 
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
E                               B 
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
C#m                                      D# 
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
 

[Verse]

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

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

[Chorus]

E                        B 
Welcome to the Hotel California
C#m                                         G#m7 
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), Such a lovely face
E                                  B 
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
C#m                                           D# 
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), Bring your alibis

[Verse]

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

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