Griffe:

1.  Strophe:
Em                                    H7
On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair,
D                               A
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air.
C                                   G
Up ahead in the distance I saw a shimmering light.
Am                                                               H7
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim, I had to stop for the night.

2.  Strophe:
There she stood in the doorway, I heard the mission bell
And I was thinkin' to my self: this could be Heaven or this could be hell.
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say:

Refrain:
C                                     G
Welcome to the Hotel California,
           Am                                                         Em
Such a lovely place, (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.
C                                             G
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
       Am                                                        H7
Any time of year, (any time of year), you can find it here.

3.  Strophe:
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes Bends,
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweet,
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget.

4.  Strophe:
So I called up the Captain, "Please bring me my wine,"
He said, "We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine."
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night, just to hear them say:

Refrain:
Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California,
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.

5.  Strophe:
Am                                  E
Mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice an she said:
G                                            D
„We are all just prisoners here of our own device."
F                                            C
And in the master’s chambers they gatheres for the feast.
Dm                                                             E
They stab it with their steely knives but they just can’t kill the beast.

6.  Strophe:
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door.
I had to fing the passage back to the place I was before.
„Relax", said the night man, „We are programmed to receive.
You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave."

Refrain:
Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place, (such a lovely place), such a lovely face.
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
Any time of year, (any time of year), you can find it here.
Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place, such a lovely face.
They livin' it up at the Hotel California,
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis.