Hotel California chords by Eagles (Ver. 5)

Hotel California - The Eagles

Words & Music by Don Felder & Glenn Frey

Chords Used:
Bm
F#7
A
E7
G
D
Em


Verse:
Bm            F#7
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
A           E7
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
G             D
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
Em                    F#7
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night.

Bm               F#7
There she stood in the doorway; I heard the mission bell
A                      E7
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#7
There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say...

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

Verse:
Bm              F#7
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Bends
A                   E7
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#7
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

Bm              F#7
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine"
     A                   E7
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                   F#7
Wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say...

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

Verse:
Bm           F#7
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice
       A                E7
And she said "We are all just prisoners here, of our own device"
G
And in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast
Em
They stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast

Bm              F#7
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door
A                 E7
I had to find the passage back to place I was before
G                  D
"Relax" said the night man, "We are programmed to receive.
Em                  F#7
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave".