Hm
On a dark, desert highway
F#7
Cool wind in my hair
A                    E7
Worm 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 dimmer
F#7
I had to stop for the night


Hm
There she stood in the doorway
F#7
I heard the mission bell
A                                       E7
I was thinking to myself: This could be heaven and 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
F#7
I thought I heard them say.


G                        D
Welcome to the Hotel California
       F#7                  Hm
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face.
G                               D
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
    Em                   F#7
Any time of year you can find me here.


Hm
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
F#7
she's got the Mercedes bends
A                                          E7
She's got a lot of pretty, pretty boys that she calls friends
G                               D
How they danced in the courtyard sweet summer sweat
Em
Some dance to remember,
F#7
some dance to forget


Hm
So I called up the Captain:
F#7
Please bring me my wine!
       A                                      E7
He said We haven't had that spirit here since 1969.
G                                       D
And still those voices are calling from far away
Em
Wake you up in the middle of the night
F#7
Just to hear them say


G                        D
Welcome to the Hotel California
       F#7                  Hm
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face.
        G                             D
They're livin' it up at the Hotel California
       Em                       F#7
What a nice surprise bring your alibies


Hm
Mirrors on the ceiling,
F#7
pink champagne on ice
            A                              E7
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
They stab it with their steely knives
F#7
But they just can't kill the beast.


Hm
Last thing I remember
F#7
I was running for the door
A                                     E7
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
Em
You can check out any time you like
F#7
but you can never leave