Chord Eagles - Hotel California

Bm F# A E
G D Em F#

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

[Verso 2]
Bm                             F#
There she stood in the doorway;  I heard the mission bell
A                                          E
And I was thinking to myself this could be heaven or this could be hell
G                        D
Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
Em                                  F#
There were voices down the corridor,  I thought I heard them say


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

[Verso 3]
Bm                          F#
Her mind is Tiffany twisted,  she got the Mercedes bends
A                                   E
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys  that she calls friends
G                                 D
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Em                     F#
Some dance to remember,  some dance to forget

[Verso 4]
Bm                         F#
So I called up the captain;   "Please bring me my wine." He said:
A                                     E
"We haven't had that spirit here since  nineteen sixty-nine"
G                                        D
And still those voices are calling from far away
Em                                     F#
Wake you up in the middle of the night,   just to hear them say

 G                        D
Welcome to the Hotel California.
   F#                     Bm
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face
G                                   D
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
Em                         F#
What a nice surprise, give your alibis

[Verso 5]
Bm                      F#
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
                A                               E
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
G                            D
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
Em                          F#
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast

[Verso 6]
Bm                    F#
Last thing I remember,   I was running for the door
A                                      E
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
G                                 D
"Relax" said the nightman, "We are  programmed to receive"
Em                                  F#
"You can check out anytime you like,   but you can never leave"

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