The Eagles - Hotel California

[Verse]

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

Gm                               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
D#                        A# 
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
Cm                                   D 
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

[Chorus]

D#                        A# 
Welcome to the Hotel California.
       Cm                   Gm7 
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
D#                               A# 
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Cm                                      D 
Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here
 

[Verse]

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

Gm                           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'
D#                          A# 
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Cm 
Wake you up in the middle of the night
D 
Just to hear them say...

[Chorus]

D#                        A# 
Welcome to the Hotel California
Cm                                         Gm7 
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place), Such a lovely face
D#                                  A# 
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
Cm                                           D 
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), Bring your alibis

[Verse]

Gm                      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'
D#                             A# 
And in the master's chambers, They gathered for the feast
Cm 
They stab it with their steely knives,
D 
But they just can't kill the beast

Gm                     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
D#                             A# 
'Relax,' said the night man, 'We are programmed to receive.
Cm 
You can check-out any time you like,
D 
But you can never leave!'