Hotel California

Intro: (x2)
Bm F# A  E
G  D  Em F#7

Verse 1:
Bm
  On a dark desert highway,
F#
  Cool wind in my hair,
A
  Warm smell of colitas
E
  Rising up through the air.
G
  Up ahead in the distance
D
  I saw a shimmering light,
Em
  My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim -
F#7
  I had to stop for the night.

Bm
  There she stood in the doorway,
F#
  I heard the mission bell,
A
  And I was thinking to myself
                E
«This could be Heaven or this could be Hell»,
G
  Then she lit up a candle
D
  And she showed me the way.
Em
  There were voices down the corridor,
F#7
  I thought I heard them say:

Chorus 1:
G                           D
  Welcome to the Hotel California
        F#7
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,
        Bm
Such a lovely face.
  G                              D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
     Em
Any time of year, any time of year
         F#7
You can find it here.

Verse 2:
Bm
  Her mind is Tiffany twisted,
F#
  She got the Mersedes-benz,
A
  She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
E
  She calls friends.
G
  How they dance in the courtyard,
  D
Sweet summer sweat.
Em
  Some dance to remember,
F#7
  Some dance to forget.

Bm
  So I called up the Captain -
F#
  «Please bring me my wine», he said:
A
  «We haven't had that spirit here since
E
  Nineteen sixty nine».
G
  And still those voices are calling
      D
From far away,
Em
  Wake you up in the middle of the night
F#7
  Just to hear them say:

Chorus 2:
G                           D
  Welcome to the Hotel California
        F#7
Such a lovely place, such a lovely place,
        Bm
Such a lovely face.
         G                             D
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California,
        Em
What a nice surprise, what a nice surprise,
           F#7
Bring your alibis.

Verse 3:
Bm
  Mirrors on the ceiling,
F#
  The pink champagne on ice, and she said:
A
  «We are all just prisoners here
E
  Of our own device».
G
  And in the masters chambers
D
  They gathered for the feast.
Em
  They stabbed it with their steely knives,
          F#7
But they just can't kill the beast.

Bm
  Last thing I remember: I was
F#
  Running for the door,
A
  I had to find the passage back
         E
To the place I was before.
G
  «Relax», said the night man, «We are 
D
  programmed to receive.
Em
  You can check out any time you like,
F#7
  But you can never leave».

Coda: ( = [Intro] - x5)
Bm F# A  E
G  D  Em F#7