Hotel California, Eagles (acordes)

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 INTRO:
Bm    F#    A    E    G    D    Em    F#
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,
Em                                                                F#
  My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,   I had to stop for the night.
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 and 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 place], such a lovely face.
G                                              D
  Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
        Em                                                        F#
Any  time of year [any  time of year], you can find it here.

Bm                                        F#
    Her mind is Tiffany twisted,   she got the Mercedes Benz,
A                                                    E
  She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she called friends.
G                                                   D
  How they dance in the courtyard ,   sweet summer sweat,
Em                                     F#
  Some dance to remember;, some dance to forget.
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 place], such a lovely face.
G                                         D
  Living it up at the Hotel California,
           Em                                 F#
What a nice surprise, bring your  alibis.
 

Bm                              F#
  Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice, and she said,
A                                            E
"We are all just prisoners here, of our own device."
G                                            D
 And in the master's chambers,  they gather for the feast.
Em                                                               F#
  They stab it with their steely knives, but they   just can't kill the beast.
Bm                                          F#
   Last thing I remember, I was   running for the door,
A                                                    E
  I had to find a passage back to the  place I was before.
G                                                   D
"Relax," said the night man, "We are programmed to receive,
Em                                                      F#
   You can check out any time you like,   but you can never leave.

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