Hotel California

[Verse]

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

F#m                               C# 
There she stood in the doorway;  I heard the mission bell
E                                          B 
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
Bm                                   C# 
There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say

[Chorus]

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

[Verse]

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

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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse]

F#m                      C# 
Mirrors on the ceiling, The pink champagne on ice
E                                             B 
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
Bm 
They stab it with their steely knives,
C# 
But they just can't kill the beast

F#m                     C# 
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
E                                     B 
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.
Bm 
You can check-out any time you like,
C# 
But you can never leave!'