[Verse]

Cm                         G7
  On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A#                     F
  Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
G#                         D#
  Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Fm
   My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
G
  I had to stop for the night

Cm                               G7
  There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
A#
  And I was thinking to myself
              F
This could be heaven or this could be hell
G#                         D#
  Then she lit up a candle, and she showed me the way
Fm
   There were voices down the corridor,
G
  I thought I heard them say...


[Chorus]

G#                         D#
  Welcome to the Hotel California.
       G7                                          Cm
Such a lovely place, (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
        G#                              D#
There's plenty of room at the Hotel California
    Fm                                       G
Any time of year, (any time of year) You can find it here


[Verse]

Cm                            G7
 Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, She got the Mercedes bends
A#                                   F
 She got a lot of pretty pretty boys   she calls friends
G#                                  D#
  How they danced in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat
Fm                       G
  Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Cm                           G7
  So I called up the captain; Please bring me my wine (he said)
A#                                    F
 We haven't had that spirit here since 1969
G#                                        D#
  and still those voices are calling from far away
Fm
   Wake you up in the middle of the night 
G
  Just to hear them say...


[Chorus]

G#                        D#
 Welcome to the Hotel California.
       G7                                          Cm
Such a lovely place, (such a lovely place), such a lovely face
        G#                            D#
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
       Fm                                               G
What a nice surprise, (what a nice surprise) Bring your alibis


[Verse]

Cm                        G7
   Mirrors on the ceiling; the pink champagne on ice (and she said)
A#                               F
  We are all just prisoners here, of our own device
G#                             D#
  and in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
Fm
 They stab it with their steely knives but they
G
just can't kill the beast

Cm                             G7
   Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
A#                                      F
  I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
G#                                  D#
  "Relax" said the night man; we are programmed to receive
Fm
  You can check out any time you like
G
 But you can never leave...

Rastgele