The Eagles - Hotel Californiaadd

A#m7 FmOn a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hairG# D#9Warm smell of colitas rising up through the airF# C#Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering lightD#m7 F7My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the nightA#m7 FmThere she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bellG# D#9And I was thinking to myself,"This could be heaven or this could be hell"F# C#Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the wayD#m F7There were voices down the corridor, I thought I heard them say
{Chorus}F# C#Welcome to the Hotel California. F7 A#m7Such a lovely place, such a lovely faceF# C#Plenty of room at the Hotel California D#m7 F7Any time of year (any time of year) you can find it hereA#m7 F7Her mind is Tiffany twisted, she got the Mercedes bendsG# D#9She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friendsF# C#How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweatD#m7 F7Some dance to remember, some dance to forgetA#m7 F7So I called up the captain; "Please bring me my wine." He said;G# D#9"We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine"F# C#And still those voices are calling from far awayD#m7 F7Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say
{Chorus}F# C#Welcome to the Hotel California. F7 A#m7Such a lovely place, such a lovely face F# C#They livin' if up at the Hotel California D#m7 F7What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise) bring your alibisA#m7 F7Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice. And she said;G# D#9"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"F# C#And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feastD#m7 F7They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beastA#m7 F7Last thing I remember, I was running for the doorG# D#9I had to find the passage back to the place I was beforeF# C#"Relax" said the nightman, "We are programmed to receive"D#m7 F7"You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave"