Eagles - Hotel California

Title : Hotel California
Artist : Eagles
Album : Hotel California

Tabbed by:  GDrakos using chordastic




 
 
Official Music Video 


 

Bm                         Fd7
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

Em
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim

Fd
I had to stop for the night

Bm
There she stood in the doorway;

Fd7
I heard the mission bell

A
And I was thinking to myself,

               E
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’

G                        D
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way

Em
There were voices down the corridor,

Fd
I thought I heard them say...




G                        D
Welcome to the hotel california

Fd7
Such a lovely place

Bm
Such a lovely face

G                               D
Plenty of room at the hotel california

    Em                    Fd
Any time of year, you can find it here




Bm                           Fd7
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                      Fd
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget




Bm
So I called up the captain,

Fd7
’please bring me my wine’

          A                                     E
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’

G                                       D
And still those voices are calling from far away,

Em
Wake you up in the middle of the night

Fd
Just to hear them say...




G                        D
Welcome to the hotel california

Fd7
Such a lovely place

Bm
Such a lovely face

G                                  D
They livin’ it up at the hotel california

       Em                        Fd
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis




Bm
Mirrors on the ceiling,

Fd7
The pink champagne on ice

              A                               E
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’

G
And in the master’s chambers,

D
They gathered for the feast

Em
The stab it with their steely knives,

         Fd
But they just can’t kill the beast




Bm
Last thing I remember, I was

Fd7
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,

D
We are programmed to receive.

Em
You can checkout any time you like,

Fd
But you can never leave! 

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