The Eagles —
Hotel California

Acordes de guitarra

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© Acordes transcritos por: Antón Gavzov // el jefe del proyecto (https://Muzland.es)
± PPS (tempo): ♩ = 74 pulsaciones por minuto

Lyrics and Music by Don Henley, Glenn Frey and Don Felder

Intro: Bm | F#7 | A | E7
       G | D | Em7 | F#7
       Bm | F#7 | A
       E7 | G | D | Em7 | F#7

Bm                        F#7
On a dark desert highway,
                      A
Cool wind in my hair,
                      E7
Warm smell of colitas
                           G
Rising up through the air.
                          D
Up ahead in the distance,
                          Em7
I saw a shimmering light.
My head grew heavy
                       F#7
And my sight grew dim;
I had to stop for the night.

Bm                              F#7
There she stood in the doorway;
                          A
I heard the mission bell.

And I was thinking to myself:
              E7
This could be heaven
                       G
Or this could be hell.
                          D
Then she lit up a candle,
                           Em7
And she showed me the way.
                                     F#7
There were voices down the corridor;
I thought I heard them say:

Chorus:
   G                           D
     “Welcome to the Hotel California,
            F#7
     Such a lovely place
     (Such a lovely place),
            Bm     A    D Em7
     Such a lovely face.
     G                               D
     Plenty of room at the Hotel California.
         Em
     Any time of year
     (Any time of year)
             F#7
     You can find it here.”

Bm                           F#7
Her mind is Tiffany twisted.
                                  A
She got the Mercedes bends. (Uh.)
                                      E7
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys,
                        G
That she calls friends.
How they dance in the courtyard;
D                   Em7
Sweet summer sweat.
                        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
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here
     E7                     G
Since nineteen sixty nine”.
And still those voices are calling from
D         Em7
Far away;
                                       F#7
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say, hey:

Chorus:
   G                           D
     “Welcome to the Hotel California,
            F#7
     Such a lovely place
     (Such a lovely place),
            Bm     A    D Em7
     Such a lovely face.
             G
     They’re living it up
                      D
     At the Hotel California.
            Em
     What a nice surprise
     (What a nice surprise).
                F#7
     Bring your alibis.”

Bm                      F#7
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice,
              A
And she said,
                                E7
“We are all just prisoners here
                    G
Of our own device.”
                              D
And in the master’s chambers,
                             Em7
They gathered for the feast.
They stab it with their steely knives,
         F#7
But they just can’t kill the beast.

Bm
Last thing I remember
     F#7                    A
I was running for the door.

I had to find the passage back
       E7                  G
To the place I was before.
“Relax,” said the nightman,
       D                       Em7
“We are programmed to receive.
                                    F#7
You can check out any time you like
                  F#5 F5 F#5
But you can never leave.”

Instrumental: Bm | F#7 | A | E7
              G | D | Em7 | F#7  } ×5